Company

When I was a kid, company was special, “COMPANY is coming, clean your room”.  We cleaned everything twice, better than usual.  It made company seem like inspectors.  We have company right now, GS1 is home.  I’m not sure he’s company, some of his items reside here when he doesn’t.  He’ll be here until December 17th, and then he’s headed for Japan, his orders are for this destroyer.

I didn’t clean before he came, any more than usual.  But I was cleaning today and the funniest thing happened. I might worry whether he was prepared for responsibility, but not now.  He has a car to sell, so he posted it on a bunch of websites.  Today, he was on his phone, and he said, “You can run the vacuum if you want, I’m just listening to the guy for fun, he wants to see my car for a fee, like $500.”  I didn’t run the vac, but I dusted.  He spent 10 minutes listening to the guy and answering questions.  Then he said, “I just want to get your opinion, I was thinking of doing a few upgrades to my car.  I wonder if it will increase the price I could get for it?”  “Ya, I was thinking of taking out the trunk and putting in a back porch.”  I started laughing.  Loud.  “You know, a porch, with a screen door and stuff”.  Then GS1 breaks into a big smile, and says, “He hung up.”  I disolved in laughter.  I think he’ll be OK.