Hot Sauce and Moonlight
I rolled into work feeling pretty upbeat. Spread across the desk, purportedly [b]my[/b] desk, the boss man had his lunch, a bag of tacos and such, from across the street. Me? I’d just been treated to breakfast down the street, something of a similar fare, so I was just amused.
I’ve gotten a little more guarded as of late, any time I roll in feeling too good, that’s a good indication that I’m about to get rolled over, too. But I found the boss man rather amusing. He’s a good teacher, as long as his blood sugar is up. And he’s smart businessman. Plus he’s been infinitely patient with me. And then, there [i]is[/i] that whole paycheck thing.
I watched as the boss did something rather comical. He loaded up his taco with a tablespoon of hot sauce, the proceeded to sweat and fan his mouth, his face turning red, “Man, that stuff’s hot!” Then he would scoop another heap of hot sauce into the next bite.
After his meal, he got around to the business at the moment. We thumbed through yesterday’s paperwork, then got around to what he wanted for the day.
“Build me a website.”
Now?
“Yes, do it this afternoon while I work down the street. And make that digital camera I got work, too.”
Tech toys. Now this is something I can do.
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I stayed late to show a unit, then ambled home, rather enjoying the fact that it wasn’t really cold yet, at least, not downtown. As I got to the First Street Bridge, I took the eastern pedestrian walkway, just so I could catch a glimpse of the moonlight, reflecting in the gentle waves of the river/lake below. I kept meaning to mention that, the image of the moonlight on the water, it’s not like it’s something I can see every day. Sun light, reflected off the surface of the Moon, then bounced up off the ripples in the river. That’s the second time since I’ve been working at those apartments that I’ve had chance to glimpse at that image. Makes for special moment. Everything just feels right for a little while.