Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
“Anyone who is giving you a hard time can eat shit. We’ve always delivered, and it’s not like that’s about to change. Especially if you’re throwing your skills in the ring. Yeah, it sucks that we’re running late, but shit happens. Especially in a business like ours, and if they can’t handle that, then maybe they need to work in a different industry.”
Robert is only partially incensed on my behalf. He also is very passionate about people being inflexible when working in the movie business. With a job like ours, oftentimes anything that can go wrong will go wrong. It’s our job to best prepare for any outcome, but we also need to realize that we can’t actually prepare for everything.
“It’s really not that big of a deal. Plus, I’m not that bothered.”
“Really? The Brick I know would never let something like this go so easily.”
“Maybe you don’t know me as well as you think,” I grumble.
“It’s that girl, isn’t it? She’s got you in a bunch of good moods and shit. I’ve noticed it in the office as well. You have a pep in your step recently.”
“I’m not peppy.” He’s making me all grumpy, and I was in such a good mood earlier. I’m not really that grumpy normally, more mildly annoyed.
But since he’s here, I might as well ask him a quick question.
“Hey, Robert. Is there somewhere I could take a date that would give her an idea of who I am?”
“You’re coming to me for date ideas? Oh my goodness! I am honored. I’ll have to mark this day down in my calendar so that we can celebrate it every year. It’ll be birthdays, wedding/dating anniversaries, and this.”
“Can you just answer the question before I decide I no longer want to be your friend?”
“Okay, okay. I don’t know. Maybe a film set? Or rent out a theater and have it play one of those films you like. Impress her with your wide breadth of knowledge regarding cinema. Buy her all of the big snacks.”
Robert is being a bit silly, but he does have a point. I could show Tammy my favorite films, maybe do a marathon or something.
“Thanks for the ideas. I’m going to hang up now because I don’t need this conversation to go on longer than necessary.” Robert protests, but I end the call anyway. That man can ramble. It’s how we connected. I was his taxi driver one day, and he just kept talking and talking until we landed on the topic of movies, and I managed to impress him enough that he wanted to get into business with me. Slightly unconventional, but look where we are today. Robert’s quirks have gotten him far in life.
And today, he helped me think of a second date idea for Tammy. I’m going to need to make a few calls to see if I can get this all squared away for next weekend. It’s going to be a bit of a big production, but I have to make sure not to talk to anyone who would leak this stuff back to George.
That shouldn’t be too hard, though. The downside is that I’m going to have to take her far away again. Potting Beauties was fun, but driving an hour each way for the date was a bit annoying. It did give Tammy and me the chance to talk and get to know one another, but we could have done that at a much closer ceramics studio.
But that’s not a problem I can easily rectify right now, so I’ll just focus on planning our second date. After that, maybe the two of us can talk about how to go forward on a local level. But I’d drive hours to see her, so it’s definitely something I can deal with for now.
But this date is going to be epic. I’m going to woo the pants off of her once again.
15
Tammy
Brick called and asked me to go on another date with him. Once again, he’s keeping it well under wraps. The one thing he did tell me was that it was going to be an overnight, so I should pack accordingly. I decided that it would be easier to just go to Mamie’s this time. I’m going to tell my parents that I am spending the weekend with her, but I’ll just be there on Friday night, which is tonight, and then Brick and I will do whatever it is he wants to do on Saturday night and Sunday.
I walk into the living room to say goodbye to my mom, holding my overnight bag. Dad’s still at work, so Mom will let him know I’ve left.
“Mom, I’m heading over to Mamie’s now.” My mom gets up from the couch to hug me goodbye.
“Oh, have a good time, sweetie,” my mom says, patting my back. “Tell Mamie we say hi.”