Let’s go… Slaho!

CHAPTER 56
THE HELPFUL FRIEND

(KNOCK KNOCK)

Ryan walks to the door and opens it. He looks out and sees that it’s his friend Oscar.

RYAN: Hey, Oscar, what’s up?

OSCAR: Not much. Erin was talking to Dawn who told her you were doing some work around the house. Erin being the wonderful wife that she is volunteered me to come help you finish doing whatever you were doing.

RYAN: How nice of her. She must really want you out of the house, huh?

OSCAR: Yeah, yeah, whatever… what are you doing and how could I be of help?

RYAN: Actually I just finished. You want to see? Come, take a look.

Ryan leads Oscar to the back yard by the pool. Oscar follows closely, but reluctantly, truly uninterested in helping on this particular day.

RYAN: Check it out. I pressure cleaned the ebtire cool deck around the pool. It had gotten grimy and black from all the dirty water coming off the roof and settling on it. And look, if you want to see the difference… before and after… come look at this small corner. Sometimes it’s difficult to actually appreciate the difference once your done unless you have something to cmpare it to, so I left this so that Dawn could see how hard I worked. Pretty neat, huh?

OSCAR: Yeah. Cool.

The two stare at the dark spot on the floor, no more than one foot by two feet in size. There is a long moment of silence, when suddenly and abruptly, Oscar ends the silence.

OSCAR: So, you use a gas powered pressure cleaner, huh?

RYAN: Yep.

OSCAR: Aaaaand you ran out of gas when you got to this last little corner, didn’t you.

RYAN: Right again.

OSCAR: And you see no point in going to get more gas to fill the pressure cleaner’s tank to simply finish this one corner which would take no more than 20 seconds to do.

RYAN: Absolutely.

Another pause, but this time not as lon as the first. Oscar nods slowly and knowingly. Again, he ends the silence.

OSCAR: I think Dawn needs to see the difference in the color. Excellent work, Ryan. Whew, I’ve worked up a sweat. Let’s go get some beer.

RYAN: Great idea. We’ll pick up a six pack after we drop off the pressure cleaner. Beer’s on me. Thanks for all your help.

OSCAR: Don’t thank me. Thank Erin. I didn’t want to do any of this hard labor.

RYAN: What a friend!

THE END

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