Sunday, March 16th, 2003
I'm sharing an office with a real estate company. One of my part time employees, a short Latino guy, works for both companies. he's unhappy about the video job interfering with his real estate selling.
He comes to me and hands me a sheet of paper with a paycheck and a form attached to it. He somberly (almost timidly) tells me he's quitting the video job. Then he asks me if I can hep him fill out the forms so he can fax it to his client. The form is half-filled out with the other half in Chinese. There are also light drawings sketched on it. I tell him he can just trace over the Chinese characters with a sharpie.
I'm getting irritated with him. I say, "1. If you're leaving, I respect your decision. 2. If you stay, I will help you with any English-related issues whenever I have time. 3. As long as one job doesn't interfere with the other, I have no problem with you working both. 4. Quit fucking around and tell me whether or not you're quitting... I'll be around."
I start to storm out. My mom is nearby and overhears all this. I tell her I'm irritatd with this guy.
Later...
I'm home with my mom and stepmom (but not Vanessa). One of them has stolen or betrayed us in some way. She is confined to a room with the other watches her. I call the police to come and get her. I am filled with shame and sadness as I wait.
The doorbell rings and a group of 5-7 people come up asking about the apartment for rent. I ask them if they'd called and made an appointment. They say no. I tell them the place is in upheaval and I can't show it right now. I tell them to give me a business card and I can call them back to schedule a showing. One guy hands me a flyer and asks me to call any extension under the travel section. I can't quite decipher the ad.
As they leave, I see two police S.W.A.T. trucks pull up. I tell the people leaving, "This is why I can't show you the apartment." As I wait for the cops to come up, I decide I will go with my mom/stepmom to the police station and translate for her, even though it will disrupt my plans.
I'm sharing an office with a real estate company. One of my part time employees, a short Latino guy, works for both companies. he's unhappy about the video job interfering with his real estate selling.
He comes to me and hands me a sheet of paper with a paycheck and a form attached to it. He somberly (almost timidly) tells me he's quitting the video job. Then he asks me if I can hep him fill out the forms so he can fax it to his client. The form is half-filled out with the other half in Chinese. There are also light drawings sketched on it. I tell him he can just trace over the Chinese characters with a sharpie.
I'm getting irritated with him. I say, "1. If you're leaving, I respect your decision. 2. If you stay, I will help you with any English-related issues whenever I have time. 3. As long as one job doesn't interfere with the other, I have no problem with you working both. 4. Quit fucking around and tell me whether or not you're quitting... I'll be around."
I start to storm out. My mom is nearby and overhears all this. I tell her I'm irritatd with this guy.
Later...
I'm home with my mom and stepmom (but not Vanessa). One of them has stolen or betrayed us in some way. She is confined to a room with the other watches her. I call the police to come and get her. I am filled with shame and sadness as I wait.
The doorbell rings and a group of 5-7 people come up asking about the apartment for rent. I ask them if they'd called and made an appointment. They say no. I tell them the place is in upheaval and I can't show it right now. I tell them to give me a business card and I can call them back to schedule a showing. One guy hands me a flyer and asks me to call any extension under the travel section. I can't quite decipher the ad.
As they leave, I see two police S.W.A.T. trucks pull up. I tell the people leaving, "This is why I can't show you the apartment." As I wait for the cops to come up, I decide I will go with my mom/stepmom to the police station and translate for her, even though it will disrupt my plans.
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