|Posted: December 18, 2013, 9:56 am - IP Logged|
Never any lines around here except fer chewin' tobaccy.
Onliest one there was Mr Patel and he said his usual "Haylo, how you do my fuhdaynd?" and I said my usual "Purty good Patsy, how 'bout yer ownself? which he don't really like all that much. He asked me a couple times early on why I call him Patsy but I just stare at him and stick a big old wad o' chew in my mouth and mumble stuff back at him 'til he stops askin'. Truth be told, I don't know why I call him Patsy, I probably thought it was a good nickname for Patel at one time or another I guess. He don't ask no more anyway. He mostly wants to get me outta there before I spit. And in East Tennessee, when you gotta spit, you spit. Swallerin' all that tobaccy juice ain't healthy.
Anyway, I got a couple lines with the megaplier and paid him and he said his usual "Thank you veddy much, my fuhdaynd."
Then I asked him if he's gonna play and he said no, that he never plays lottery games.
And I said "OK then, Adios Patsy" and he said "OK, Adios, my fuhdaynd" and I vamoosed on outta there.
He said: No, I never plays lottery games...
well, I've seen a few Patsy's around here and I think I know why they don't have to play. It's either to throw ticket playing
customers off to the fact they do scratch their own tickets behind the counter OR everyone in the community is an instant
friend and they always put a smile and sugar on for new marks. If they make as many friends as they can, SOMEONE certainly
will remember 'good old' Patel down at the corner Valero.
I've had to endure endless smiles, attempts to squeeze information from me, endless chatter about HOW ARE YOU DOING
TODAY, ARE YOU WINNING, WE GOT NEW TICKETS, ARE YOU PLAYING MM OR PB, HEY DON'T I KNOW YOU, HEY YOU
WIN BIG LATELY, YOU WIN WE CAN MOVE SOMEWHERE NICE...huh!?! WTH?? If I win, I'm sure not taking YOU...and
another thing is...IF I WIN, I'm not telling you because it would be the same darn thing as telling the whole area cause
they can't STOP TALKING. It's like they're all factory made, they say the same thing, smile the same way, ask the same
questions and have the same thing in mind: getting a cut.
It got to a point where if I go in a place and see anything looking like a Patel, I turn around and go back out.
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