Den of the Beastly Bear
Hi Folks!
I'm generally credited with being a rather observant person, but every now and then even I miss a thing or two.
I've spoken of my experiences driving for Perry Drug Stores. I worked there for 11 years and let me tell you, you see a lot, you just don't always know what you saw.
One hot August day, on the South side of Chicago...115th. and Washington Ave. to be exact. My stalwart, though not overly bright companion Leon (of the Coca-Cola perm incident) and I were unloading the truck. We had newly installed liftgates that allowed me to bring the load to their door, one pallet at a time.
The sun was beating down on us like a hammer, and the humidity hovered around 98%. As we toiled away, a white van pulled into the alley from the other direction, ahead of my truck. Three men got out, all dressed in white coveralls with company logos on the left breast pocket. We watched as they took particular interest in the air conditioning unit attached to the wall of a business farther down in the plaza.
As hot as it was, we assumed heating/cooling repairmen.
Tools came out next and among animated discussion, the A/C unit was removed...plywood blocked the hole and they loaded up and pulled away.
Well it wasn't but about 15 mins. after they left we heard:
"AWWWWWwwwwww HEEEEeeeeelllll NOOOOOoooo!!!"
This exclamation drew our attention to the skeletal, 6'4" white pants and pink polyester frocked black man that sashayed our way with great haste! I could only assume this was a hairdresser of some type, that or we were about to be assaulted by a RuPaul impersonator. Eyeliner and all.
When he was close enough he pointed one thin arm back towards the place his A/C unit used to reside and said. "WHAT in the HELL happened to my Air conditioner, Humph???"
He looked back and forth between Leon and I, as if we were the culprits to blame for his misfortune...Leon couldn't take the pressure.
"They tookted it!" he blurted out, staring at the ground.
"Who "tookted" it?" he demanded air quotes and all. Before crossing his arms under non-existent breasts which clearly showed his name, LaVonn in bright red stitching.
"The repairmen," I interjected taking some of the heat of that gaze off Leon "just a couple of minutes ago, didn't they tell you they were taking it?"
"No, cause I didn't call no damned repairman..." he said, head weaving as his eyes flashed to me. He looked me up and down and didn't like what he saw.
"God DAMN!!!" he stomped his foot, spun on his heel and sashayed back the way he'd come.
"What the hell was THAT?" I said to Leon, starting to chuckle.
Joining me, Leon explained. "He own dat hair salon a couple doors down, he alright but damn he shore is mad!!!"
About a half hour later the cops were there, took our statements, asked us questions we obviously didn't know. Come to find out this crew has been ripping off air conditioners all over the neighborhood the past week.
"We'll get'em," the cop said. "or somebody will." with that he gave his partner a smile and off they went to fight crime and write reports.
Couple weeks later when I rang the buzzer, Leon could hardly contain himself with the news. "Dey got'em, Oooo boy dey got'em!"
"Got who Leon? what are you talking about?"
"Dem brothers what ripped off the air conditioner from the hair salon!" He replied.
"Good, I'm glad the cops got them..."
"Ohhh da cops didn't get'em, no sir..." he was beside himself.
"Somebodies from the neighborhood catched'em takin one, an dey whooped dey asses wif baseball bats! Cops come and had to take dem away by ambalance!!!"
"What about the guys that caught them? They get in trouble?
Leon shared with me a big broad grin. "Ahhh nobody seen dem..."
And he busted out laughing.
Now I'm not for vigilante justice, but you don't screw with a man's A/C in August!!! Just sayin'.
Hope you're all a little more observant than I...
Be Well Folks,
Beastly Bear
I'm generally credited with being a rather observant person, but every now and then even I miss a thing or two.
I've spoken of my experiences driving for Perry Drug Stores. I worked there for 11 years and let me tell you, you see a lot, you just don't always know what you saw.
One hot August day, on the South side of Chicago...115th. and Washington Ave. to be exact. My stalwart, though not overly bright companion Leon (of the Coca-Cola perm incident) and I were unloading the truck. We had newly installed liftgates that allowed me to bring the load to their door, one pallet at a time.
The sun was beating down on us like a hammer, and the humidity hovered around 98%. As we toiled away, a white van pulled into the alley from the other direction, ahead of my truck. Three men got out, all dressed in white coveralls with company logos on the left breast pocket. We watched as they took particular interest in the air conditioning unit attached to the wall of a business farther down in the plaza.
As hot as it was, we assumed heating/cooling repairmen.
Tools came out next and among animated discussion, the A/C unit was removed...plywood blocked the hole and they loaded up and pulled away.
Well it wasn't but about 15 mins. after they left we heard:
"AWWWWWwwwwww HEEEEeeeeelllll NOOOOOoooo!!!"
This exclamation drew our attention to the skeletal, 6'4" white pants and pink polyester frocked black man that sashayed our way with great haste! I could only assume this was a hairdresser of some type, that or we were about to be assaulted by a RuPaul impersonator. Eyeliner and all.
When he was close enough he pointed one thin arm back towards the place his A/C unit used to reside and said. "WHAT in the HELL happened to my Air conditioner, Humph???"
He looked back and forth between Leon and I, as if we were the culprits to blame for his misfortune...Leon couldn't take the pressure.
"They tookted it!" he blurted out, staring at the ground.
"Who "tookted" it?" he demanded air quotes and all. Before crossing his arms under non-existent breasts which clearly showed his name, LaVonn in bright red stitching.
"The repairmen," I interjected taking some of the heat of that gaze off Leon "just a couple of minutes ago, didn't they tell you they were taking it?"
"No, cause I didn't call no damned repairman..." he said, head weaving as his eyes flashed to me. He looked me up and down and didn't like what he saw.
"God DAMN!!!" he stomped his foot, spun on his heel and sashayed back the way he'd come.
"What the hell was THAT?" I said to Leon, starting to chuckle.
Joining me, Leon explained. "He own dat hair salon a couple doors down, he alright but damn he shore is mad!!!"
About a half hour later the cops were there, took our statements, asked us questions we obviously didn't know. Come to find out this crew has been ripping off air conditioners all over the neighborhood the past week.
"We'll get'em," the cop said. "or somebody will." with that he gave his partner a smile and off they went to fight crime and write reports.
Couple weeks later when I rang the buzzer, Leon could hardly contain himself with the news. "Dey got'em, Oooo boy dey got'em!"
"Got who Leon? what are you talking about?"
"Dem brothers what ripped off the air conditioner from the hair salon!" He replied.
"Good, I'm glad the cops got them..."
"Ohhh da cops didn't get'em, no sir..." he was beside himself.
"Somebodies from the neighborhood catched'em takin one, an dey whooped dey asses wif baseball bats! Cops come and had to take dem away by ambalance!!!"
"What about the guys that caught them? They get in trouble?
Leon shared with me a big broad grin. "Ahhh nobody seen dem..."
And he busted out laughing.
Now I'm not for vigilante justice, but you don't screw with a man's A/C in August!!! Just sayin'.
Hope you're all a little more observant than I...
Be Well Folks,
Beastly Bear
I think if I saw that beat down I wouldn't have seen it either.
ReplyDeleteI'm with ya there Joeh!
DeleteHahahahahahaha. Reminds me of a story my dad told me. Him and his brother were in their apt. in Chicago and they heard somebody yelling, help, help, they look out the windows - 3rd floor - can't see anybody and go on about their business. My grandpa comes home and asks them, "What the hells the matter with you two, ya' hear somebody yelling for help and you don't come down?" - Somebody was trying to mug my grandpa. :)
ReplyDeleteOh no! Hopefully they were unsuccessful!
DeleteWow what a brazen crime! And brilliant to be dressed like repairmen cause who would question it?
ReplyDeleteYeah JoJo, we paid them no attention because they looked like the "Belonged".
DeleteSeems dem der guys had a goot bidnez goin. Til dem guys squealed on em.
ReplyDeleteGood grief. The nerve. I'd probably not have noticed as much as you did!
I know, right? And so brazen as to even cover the hole they left in the wall!
DeletePretty sure that Leroy relocated to Tennessee and after several days of "Golden Seal" we hired him for shop cleanup.
ReplyDeleteHe was so good hearted, just not the sharpest knife in the drawer. Working with him really made those days bearable!
DeleteLOLOLOLOLOL! Love it!
ReplyDeleteHi Jennifer, and thanks for stopping by!
DeleteYeah, who would've thought?
Holy crap. No one would have ever have expected them not to be repairman. It makes me happy to hear they got the living shit beat out of him! Great story Joe!
ReplyDeleteRight? White commercial van, guys in white coveralls w/company logos on the breast...we were none the wiser! Lol
DeleteThank you Kathy!