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continuity: pa had given the farm painting to his buddy whose name he did not know [lenny]. he was about to sit at his desk to start the work of the day when pa realized that he did not know which job to begin? he asked len "hey bud, which job do you think is the most urgent for me to do today?" len replied "the neo-nazi account seems the most urgent bkuz it must be finished tmoro.--tmoro? please help me the time is so limited--i cant bkuz i have my job--if you help me today i will help you. len agreed. they approached the desk and saw the complex phone with lights blinking. a clear working space with no files on it. pa pulled on a drawer but it was locked. so he reached into his pocket and searched for the key. dad found the small key and then unlocked the top drawer. sitting at the top of the drawer was the file marked in large black block capital letters neo-nazi. the lights on the phone were blinking so p told l "please begin the work on the file while i chek the messages" pa handed the pale blue folder to len saying this is its folder. then from the drawer he pulled a very thin and small computer around 8 by 10 inches which was lying in the drwer and carefully placed it on the desk. this action revealed the tray with rows of pens in 3 ink colors each in a compartment like the spoonn holder some people have in kitchen-drawers. there was also a block of square small papers. pa took some oranj squares and a pen with blue ink. then he lifted the phone and heard the dial tone. pa pressed the button that was blinking. "you have 6 messages please eneter voice code" dad froze bkuz he had never known his dads code so he simply said his name... that worked the computer responded "voice recognized... date 9 at 4 pm... (a mans voice) "yo i need to talk to you it is urgent so call me" beep. perhaps "ken" cood "ken" [meaning to recognize] that voice but there was no clue. so pa hurried to jot the date and time to check the phone records which number. the next messij was detailed with name and phone number so pa wrote them to call them. "next messij..." silence and a beep and repeated a'gen! 2 empty.
len interrupted "i see your report is not only written but also complete!". len handed the paper to pa. pa read many words which he had never seen in his 2 years of reading. dad replied"great i alredy checked 4 messijis so after i return the calls i will help you in your office and we can eat lunch break together.--i dont want to just sit here insted give me one of the phoning jobs. pa gave len the first mission. to find the phone number at the time and ask what they want. len slid his cell phone from his pokkit to search the companes records for incoming calls at that time. dad listened to the next message- a woman voice said in a sing songy romantic tone: "hi from oliv. i am excited with anticipation for our meeting this evening. i hope you picked a nice venue [meaning place] luv oliv". pa was in shok he had not known that his dad was secretly dating a jo [a sweetheart] so soon after ma died. this would be fun... pa ignored the 6 messij in excitement and called oliv by tapping the call button on the complex phone. it diealled the number of the messij... and pa realized that len coulda done that for the lazy guy who had not said details. actualy he could not while i chekd messijis using the phone. pa looked at len discuss something with that client as he waited for the ringing to lead to oliv answering the phone. finally after 6 rings oliv answered "hello?" she asked. "hi lov dear this is me. i think t is time for you to meet my kids. i told you i had 2--WONDERFUL the last time you were so stubborn that they should not know so i am delighted you finally realize i was right! after 4 months they should know--great so come to my home after wor at around 6pm--i am SO excited!" she almost screeched as the phone clikd off. this would be interesting to watch thout pa.
he lay the ear part on the phone device and told len "now i assist you--your light is still blinking. pa cheked the last messij and heard it was oliv agen. sh ewanted eggrolls so either this time or next time make a reservation at a place that has them. well he decided this meeting would be at home so she must wait... althoe he himself also liked them and could be frozen prepared ones to heat in the oven.
the next few hours was boring work stuf which pa only did with his new buds guidance. they went to lunch together. the building had a cafe-teria called the cafe-tea. len took a plate and asked the server for a chik-staik with mashed potato. also he wanted the small salad no dressing. to drink he ordered the carrot juice specifying NO ice and NO STRAW. pa usualy liked mash potato but this time his id urged not to. insted he requested "i want the hotdogs and the roast beef with the cooked corn--sorry but you ar only allowwed one protien per serving--i see then i want two servings one with hotdogs serving with pea-rits and the other roast beef with cooked corn kernels." it was great being an adult! his dad would never let him enjoy like that!
len made a stranj face looking at him and askd gently "will you have a salad with that?" pa grinned and said i only hav a limited space inmy stommik--yet it is important to eat vejis--corn counts.
the server man held one plate with raised dividers for sections. he put the mix of pea and carrot calld pea-rit in a section but one scoop did not fill it so he scooped another giant spoon full. pa wrinkled his nose at the vejis but was happy the server man was not stinjy. then he lay the plate on a scale pressed a button to reset and then clasped with tongs a few chunks of roast beef to lay on the plate and added until the screen showed one serving 250 grams.
pa was wide eyed at the honesty. that was the benefit of lunch at work. not those stingy shops that just put a bit. a serving must be a serving! next paddi, the name on the tag, probably short for patrick, took the plate from pas hand and filled one section with corn and then repeated the scale procedure so 4 hotdogs lay on the plate and the scale displayed 244 grams.
the sight of 4 hotdogs made pa feel partly full already. pat asked if they wanted the coffee last like last time. len agreed.
then they ate a delicious lunch in silence bkuz their mouths were busy chewing and it is silly to try to talk wen you must be chewing. pa was happy that his new bud did not try to make dialog while their mouths were busy.
pa started with the tasty flavorful hotdogs. the first one was moist and soft and full of flavor. pa was surprised that chewing was so much easier than just yesterday! now he had more teeth each broader than his own childs teeth. he had chewd that hodo in just a few bites and fast chewing then he grabbed som pea-rits from the other plate and noticed that pat mixed up the positions! anyway the mixed vejis were a good match to the salty hodos. althoe pa had alredy chosen only t eat a bit of vejis each spoon felt like very little so he ate several spoons of pea-rit before the next hodo. meanwhile len tried to jag the meat with a fork but it did not separate so he decided to jab a fork into the meat and to jib [cause to swing] the whole brest to his jaws so his teeth cut.
len finished first bkuz he only ate a few spoons of potato. most of the pile sat on the plate. len finally spoke "i hate that they call chik-stake bkuz steak is only for beef!" then to the server "paddi please bring my coffee--you can count on me. pat replied cheerfully.
then len apolojized " i am sorry for not talking as usual i guess i was just angry to see you let yourself eat two servings while i need to limit my food." as len started the sentence dad started to prepare to talk he lay the spoon down and finished chewing.
"the truth is i was ALWAYS annoyed wen people talk while eating bkuz the mouth must be busy chewing and we would not chew properly if we try to talk.--hmm i had not thout about that but you are very right! i mean who said you NEED to talk at dinner?" now pa needed to know how they met so he asked len "while i eat my beef please tell me the story how we met". just then pat arrived carrying the larj mug of coffi for len. as pat placed the mug by len he askd pa "do you want your coffee with caramel or with strawberry?"--no coffi for me today i will be full from the dubl protien--have a nice day" endded pat as he moved lens empty plate to the tray.
len sipped his coffi and began to reminisce in a tone that showed he enjoyed telling this story.
len began: 3 years ago in january 2016 i made an appointment to chanj my name from the jewish one that my parents gave me at my circumcision... [dad winced at that word] pa thout but did not interrupt with speech that cutting pieces even just one bit from anywhere and worse a sensitive peen-iss sounded dreadful to him. yet he noticed his bud was not disturbed nor upset just calmly stating the fact as if speaking about somebody else... not aware at his loss kinda like a dog does not complain after "nutering" meaning they "humanely" cut off the reproductive parts. simple minds jews and dogs- he thout but knew not to say. he knew that his peen-iss was better bkuz it was natural and complete and also knew not to point out the loss to the simpleminded victims. those primitive tribal rituals... thout pa. he would soon discover that in THIS body he was missing a peece! these thouts zoomed by in a flash of feelings as len continued his story.
"...adam cain. i never liked those ancient biblical names especially knowing that cain killed so i decided i must chanj my name. ever since i was young i wanted to chanj it but i had a hard time deciding which name bkuz there were so many options.
len continued his story as pa carefully chewed his bite from a thick slice of roast beef which was boiled in gravy and spices not truly roasted. "i could change to a short name very simple to write on cheks and whenever i filled out forms like "wu or wi" but they sounded very chinese i wanted to fit in here in america. at this point pa noddded. "me faverit actor was spock in the series star trek bkuz i loved his unique cool ears. however spock wluld be a weerd name for an american so i chose lenny. then i made an appointment to officially chanj my name from adam cain 8 letters to lenny only 6. a;sp my long last name leibowitz 9 letters to "doe" like those names on the credit card ads. pa thought about the context of dough which can refer to many for a credit card that was clever!
len continued: 'i was walking carefully on the icy pavement that winter and as i was entering the office for the name chanj we met. you were asking people where the office for name chanj was. i was happy to find somebody the same ilk as me who bothered to chanj to a name personally liked. so i told u to follow me. that was wen i first opened up to u that i LOVED the star trek series and wen you told me yu also enjoyed it i insisted that after our name chanjes we would meet sometime. that was the day u chanjed your name from... at this point len paused almost scared to say the old name... pa smiled and motioned with his hand welcomingly as he chewed a spoonful of corn kernels. "mayer" to...
pa interrupted in surprise and very loudly "MAYOR?? who names their son the job title??" bkuz that is how the name was pronounced. a long silent pause followed. len apologized "yes the last time i mentioned your old name you were also angry but you motioned me to say it.--i am not angry at you for saying the name i am mad at the prents who would give a kid such a stupid name--well it comes from hebrew like light" explained len "but you wanted to chanje it to a common name."
len continued. that day after we got our new documents you insisted on a vejitarian place and since i had the day free i did not open my jar of jam which i had just purchased to use with the pakd bred and insted we went immediately to the "burgel burger" [i never heard of such a restaurant but if that name is already used i am not refferring to your place this is just a story] named for the burghul. it was located across from a small inn. there i ignored my hate for the ism called vagetarianism, we ordered veji soup and mushy tofu burgers on firm whole wheat buns. pa started giggling as he imagined biting on firm bread which only squeezed the mushy burger out the sides! len continued i felt joy that they gave a jug of gravy so i took the patty out from the bread... paddi interrupted "did you just call me for a desert?"
meanwhile at preskool "ken" was fed up and even felt ILL from those many brats and the big imp [meaning a mishievous child]. he wanted to tell each one that they irk him... that he felt ire...yet he knew at that age none of the brats knew such words.
to be continued.
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