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doing
some work on it.’
‘Is she
paying?’
‘No, I’m doing
it for free in my own time.’
‘What about the
equipment costs?’
‘Take them out
of my pay.’
‘You did say
“she” yeah?’ David nodded. ‘She must be special if you are spending
money on her. Tighter than cramp you are!’ To this his colleagues
laughed and David joined in with a pretend laugh. ‘In that case you
had better get to it. Are you removing dents?’ David nodded again.
‘Oh to be a fly on the wall! Not exactly your forte is it?’ This
gained another laugh from them all, but David did not join in this
time. ‘Come on then boys, beers on me at The Oak! Let’s leave this
da Vinci of the mechanical world to his creation, or should that be
destruction?!’
With another
laugh they left a forlorn looking David stood alone in the
courtyard, walked to the boss’s car and left him alone to his
destructive creation.
He started to
feel down as soon as they had left; he always did whenever he was
the butt of their jokes, which was quite often. Just because he was
different and did not believe in spending vast amounts of cash on
nights out, pissing and vomiting out the purchases of the money, he
was frequently made fun of by his colleagues. This time though, it
did not last for long him being down. This time he was here
working, not for the money, for something one hundred, a thousand,
a million times more important than money, he was working for the
heart of Sally.
*
David worked
and worked for the rest of the afternoon on the Mini. He
painstakingly removed the dents to the best of his ability, and he
was busily finishing a paint touch up when his mobile rang. He
looked at the caller identification on the screen and saw it was
Simon. He did not really want to speak to him but he thought it
would be rude not to. Simon had had a date last night and David
supposed he wanted to gloat another success story to him. He
pressed the green button on his old, battered Nokia and answered
the call.
‘Alright Dee.
Where are you?’
‘Bloody hell
Simon! Dee is short for Diane! How many times do I have to tell
you?’
‘Don’t be soft
and answer the question!’
‘I am at
work.’
‘At this time
on a Saturday? You’re usually done by now aren’t you?’
‘Yeah, I am.
Doing some extra work.’
‘Some extra,
extra, extra work more like. When will you be done?’
‘Don’t know,
hopefully soon. I’m knackered. How was your date?’
‘She didn’t
turn up the bitch!’
‘She didn’t?
Shame, she sounded good.’
‘Good? Good?! A
sweeping understatement there matie! Stunning more like.’
‘Funny, I met a
Sally last night.’
‘Did you?
Where?’
‘She brought a
car to the garage late on,’ said David, slightly twisting the
truth. ‘Not your Sally though, this Sally had black hair and blue
eyes. Yours has blonde and green doesn’t she?’
David again
twisted the truth a little. Although Sally did have black hair last
night, when Simon met her she had blonde, but she definitely had
green eyes; he would never forget those eyes. He was inwardly
wishing that Simon’s Sally was different from his, but he already
knew the truth before he started asking the questions.
‘Yep, indeed
she does, although she changes her hair colour a lot, but my Sally
has definitely got green eyes. Coincidence,’ stated Simon.
‘Must be. What
car does your Sally drive?’
‘Don’t know for
sure. Think it is a Mini.’
‘Oh, right, my
one had a Focus, must be a coincidence.’
‘Sounds like
it. Hey, I do know something though; I met someone amazing last
night. Well, I didn’t meet her, I already knew her, just didn’t
realize how fantastic she is!’
‘Oh yeah,
who?’
‘You won’t know
her, someone from college.’
‘Oh, right.
What’s her name?’
‘Michelle.
Really pretty and a good figure, but man, what a personality!’
‘Not like you
to go for personality.’
‘I know! But I
think this is the new me! She is
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