When I first put this post up, I forgot to mention it started as a challenge from Buffy. It is open to anyone to write a story based on several blog posts. An interesting idea at least three of us have undertaken so far. Keeping it relatively clean is the REAL challenge.
To the story:
It was hot, too damn hot. I could be enjoying myself sitting under a tree, reading a "The Amazing BILLY-KAY" comic or any of the other new ones out this month, staying cool. Instead, I'm in the heat, doing grounds keeping, at the Orange Grove apartment complex here in Florida. Four square blocks of four-plex apartments that needs the lawn cared for despite the global warming everyone is complaining about.
Well, it could be worse, I could be home in this heat, with the Ol Lady. Not that that is a bad thing most of the time. But right now she is in one of those , (you know the kind I'm refering to), moods when she's a cross between Linda Blair from the Exorcist and Freddy's Nightmare.
At least here, I work by myself. Just drive the mower around, keep the sprinklers going, trim the trees and my favorite, run around the buildings with the string trimmer. That might not sound like fun for most people. And, it really isn't.
But, with the trimmer you get to walk around the buildings. Close. And while the heat isn't that bad at night, and it stays kinda cool in the early morning, a lot of windows are open for a while. Especially with the sweet, citrus smell that always blows this way. If they only knew the smell originates from the canning plant a few miles away, and what they're smelling is rotten oranges . They don't know, and it doesn't bother them.
Besides, most of the people are only here for the vacation season, and a lot of them tend to be college kids. With the windows open and the breeze blowing, the sights and sounds are hard to ignore. For some reason though, after a hard days swimming and a night of partying, the noise of the trimmer doesn't even phase most of them. They just ignore you as you pass the window. Too busy with other stuff. It's even better than going to the "swimsuit optional" beaches. Here they think they have more privacy.
One of the few true perks of the job.
Ah, bravo! You even managed to get Dr. D's clothing optional beaches in the story! I can't wait to read the second version. *G* Dudette, thanks for encouraging him!
Posted by: Buffy | August 23, 2003 at 09:01 PM
Thank you, but the Dudette version is not ready yet. She DID encourage me on this one but the next is kind of a collaboration of corny. Typical BAD horror movie spoof. Might be done on Sunday.
Posted by: Wichi Dude | August 23, 2003 at 10:49 PM
Cute
Posted by: bogie | August 24, 2003 at 05:15 AM