Company owner called me Wednesday, announcing he’d be in my office in 10 minutes. That broke his perfect record of showing up unannounced the entire rest of the week.
Any the hoo, shortly after his call, two men in suits got out of a big sedan and strode into my office. One was about 6’4”, handsome 50-something, bespoke black pinstripe suit with red silk lining in the jacket, very expensive tie, pinkie rings. The shorter man, also in a suit, looked like a bit of a tough guy.
Tall Man walked up to my desk, his eyes locked on mine. He then said in a raspy voice,
Chicago-ish accent “I’m Guido, this is Bruno, we need to have a little talk with you.”
Assuming these men had come to meet company owner, I decided to have a little fun. I turned one corner of my mouth up into a little smirk and said “you’re not here to break my kneecaps, are ya?” and gales of laughter erupted from Tall Man.
When he recovered his air, he said “oh, you’re good. You’re good!”
I said “take the cannoli.”
More laughter.
Any the hoo, shortly after his call, two men in suits got out of a big sedan and strode into my office. One was about 6’4”, handsome 50-something, bespoke black pinstripe suit with red silk lining in the jacket, very expensive tie, pinkie rings. The shorter man, also in a suit, looked like a bit of a tough guy.
Tall Man walked up to my desk, his eyes locked on mine. He then said in a raspy voice,
Chicago-ish accent “I’m Guido, this is Bruno, we need to have a little talk with you.”Assuming these men had come to meet company owner, I decided to have a little fun. I turned one corner of my mouth up into a little smirk and said “you’re not here to break my kneecaps, are ya?” and gales of laughter erupted from Tall Man.
When he recovered his air, he said “oh, you’re good. You’re good!”
I said “take the cannoli.”
More laughter.
Counting Friday, 6 more days
9 comments:
That was a great spur of the moment comeback :-)
Well, did they make you the offer that you couldn't refuse?
The local place preferred by that demographic for bespoke suits also does the best alterations work in the area. I'm always a little nervous going into that place since it is usually at Halloween, and I'd hate to die in a hit wearing one of the crazy costumes Mrs. Roscoe talks me into. "Film at 11 ..."
Excellent!!
Toll booths might be a concern. Take the back roads. ;)
Old NFO - every once in a while, I find the words
Roscoe - No. They had nuthin'.
Funny how the clientele can make you nervous at certain times. I eat a couple places in town where those sorts congregate, and it's such an odd thing.
Cliff47 - hee.
Jon - Tolltags, baby.
The first time I ever saw my father cry was when they destroyed the Lincoln Continental at the tollbooth. That was his dream car since he was a kid. He finally got one, years after the movie came out.
Regards,
Rabbit.
Red silk lining in a black bespoke suit? I think your initial impression was spot-on, Phlegmmy. NO one on the right side of the law would commit that sort of offense, would they? ;-)
Rabbit - heh. That's something worth crying over. I saw a balck convertible Lincoln land barge with suicide doors sailing toward Downtown yesterday, and it put a lump in my throat. Glory, be!
Buck - He was a right dandy. Or a wrong one.
What are "suicide doors"?
Post a Comment