Disclaimers: Ill look after them, if no one else wants them, other than that ....
Originally posted to the SA List July 2004
Yeah, great. Shout all you like. See if I care. Not that you ever do.
No, no. Go ahead. Rant. If it makes you feel better, rant. Dont mind me.
Not that its my fault you managed to lock your keys in the truck, but I can take the brunt of it. Not a problem. I suppose its better that you yell at me, rather than some other poor schmuck.
Oh yeah, here we go. Try the pacing, that works well for caged tigers, Im sure its great for closet jaguars too.
Up, down, up, down.
No, youre taking your temper out on me, dont start on anyone else. Im used to it.
Okay, fine. Ignore me; if thats the way you want to play it. We can wait around in the cold until one of your buddies gets here, so you can trip the lock with a metal rod, sure, or we can wait in that nice, warm diner over there. Yknow, the one with the heating? The one where I dont have to freeze because its warm? Remember warm? Its the opposite of cold.
Which I am.
I dont function too well in the cold, and thats only going to piss you off further, so good, good. Left, right, left, right.
No not back to your beloved truck. It doesnt need you to hold its hand. Its quite happy to sit out here in the subzero temperatures, unlike me.
Thank you, thank you, thank you. Thats all I wanted. A little warmth to defrost my insides. Lets just wait in here.
Now what? You know I hate getting wet. Ive got no waterproofs, and you want to come out here in the pouring rain and abuse me yet again. Great, who invented this life for me? Not that Im allowed to say anything.
On the other hand, I could always refuse to join in. Now theres a neat idea. I could refuse.
But then youd get all agitated, and do that wrinkled brow and hand raising gesture, and quite probably replace me. Oh yeah, that would solve all my problems. Sure.
Okay, okay. Whatever. Just make sure I get the chance to dry off sooner rather than later.
No, you cant take me with you, Rafe. I work with Jim. He might be an asshole on occasion, but I work with Jim. Yeah, great Jim, just great. Loan me out like a library book, why dont you? Do you charge an overdue fee if Im not returned punctually?
Of course Im going to refuse to cooperate if youre going to treat me like this. No one appreciates being smacked around, or tossed off to one side when its convenient. If this is how you think you can treat me, its a wonder youve got any friends at all. No, I know I wasnt here to see the collapse of your marriage, but I bet you didnt mistreat your wife this way!
Poke me like that again, and scream at me for being useless one more time, and Ill fry you.
I dont have to take this.
You can deal with your colleagues in that arrogant, alpha male attitude, but for me, man, this sucks.
Im sick of it.
Ive had enough.
Im calling it a day.
No more. Got it? No more. I dont have to cope with this domineering temper of yours any longer. I quit. Okay? I quit. Thats it. Forget it. Im outta here. Gone. Goodbye.
"Damnit," Ellison protested, shaking his adversary roughly, and smacking hard. "I know you hated getting wet on Sunday, and wouldnt cooperate with Rafe on Tuesday, but give me a break." The detective gave up and called over his shoulder. "Sandburg, can I use your cell? You know how mines been acting up? Its finally given up and stopped working completely." He pocketed the obsolete pile of microchips, and punched in the number on Blairs instead.
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