Picking Up Or Dropping Off?
I kicked some mud off my boots as I got back in the truck. Last run of the day and this batch had been a bitch. Sunset was the worst because you never knew when one of the stiffs was gonna wake up early. But, this was good. Jonesy had scoped out a real winner for the Doc, military, kay-eye-ay in double-ya double-ya two, so that meant we’d get paid double. I dunno what the Doc is cooking up there at the college, but they don’t call it “zombie university” for nothin’ I guess.
Damn, my neck is itchin’ somethin’ fierce.
Back in oh nine, after Ferrania called it quits and I found out late, I was scrambling to pick up what I could. Someone told me that Arista’s 100 speed color was rebranded Ferrania. Sure enough I called Freestyle they said that their color was discontinued, too. But, I went to the main store in Hollywood and asked. There was a dude that worked there who looked kinda like me. He thought they were out, but he’d check. Thank god, he came back with the last one-hundred foot can. I’ve been living off that sparingly ever since. I know it ain’t the last Ferrania in the world, but it’s gettin’ expensive on eBay.
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