The nerves let go

I need to get my furniture as soon as possible. I don’t want to go through this migration nightmare again. Cardboard boxes and suitcases strewn around the apartment, eating on the floor, pretending to be picnickers for not having a table. In fact, I have almost everything. Happiness is on my side. I have even more than I expected. A couch, two small tables, a comfortable bed, a bookshelf, a large-leaved flower in the corner. The kitchen is basically ready. For complete happiness, you only need to pick up a table and 6 dining chairs. If I manage to do that, after more than two months of moving, I will have a home again. Not tame yet, but at least completed. The problem is that if not today, never. The table owners are leaving town tomorrow. Somehow it turned out that all at the last minute. Somehow it turned out that no one can help with the transport at the last minute. There are also not many of all those friends in the new city. For this some hockey games until Thursday, all male owners of the right cars are sitting in front of televisions! You do not need to invest anything and look for a car and driver on the Internet.

Ce ny similar. About $ 50 shipping.

– Hi, am I talking to Kevin?
– Yes … – he replies slightly surprised.
– Hey, my name is Tom, how are you?
– Hey Tom. I’m fine and you?
– Also good. Thanks. – ok, now we can get down to business – I need to transport the table and chairs. This will take approximately 30 minutes. It’s very close to my home. About three kilometers. Do you have time to help me tonight?
– What time?
– At nine o’clock?
– I’m free now, can’t we fix it now?
– Not really, because I have an appointment at nine o’clock. I am in a slightly crisis situation. All other options have failed. (The first stumble, never in Canada, if you do something, do not show your weaknesses, someone will rarely regret you and much more will take advantage of it).
– Hmmm… okay, I’ll just write down your phone number and address.
– Great… It’ll be like the $ 50 announcement?
– 50 is till eight. After eight 60.
– hmmm … (60 bucks and tomorrow’s breakfast on a straight spine) … OK.

He will come, will not come, will arrive, will not come … he has come.

From his voice he seemed younger and more… civilized. Some weird peaked cap, torn work trousers, huge boots, a torn jacket. Everything is faded brown, sprinkled with flour … ?, plaster ?, concrete dust? … And that wrecked van.

– Hey, how are you? – he says hello to me.
– Good, and you? … Here we go – I answer cheerfully.
– Where are we going? I thought we were transporting a table.
– Well, we have to go get it … – I answer hesitantly.
– Hey man, I’m not a taxi.
– It’s only 3 km from here and everything takes 30 minutes.
– You want to cheat me!
– I don’t want to cheat you? Why would I do this?
– $ 10 for each additional stop. Now you owe me $ 70.
– Coooo !!!! Are you crazy !!! (Mistake number two, screaming doom you to defeat)
– Well, yes, I will not give myself to smarts like you.
– This is a misunderstanding !!! (I keep screaming even though I understand to stop, I try to adjust the pitch of my voice but eventually a lament comes out of it). You already paid $ 10 more before that. Now again only because you will pick me up from outside the house and drive me a bit further. This is still a lot of money for such working time.
– I won’t talk to you if you yell at me. And now this drama. What is this?
– Drama, drama? !!! I’m not yelling at you, I’m just screaming because I have to pick up the table I care about and people like you try to take advantage of it and tear as much off me as possible !!! … Approx. Maybe I’m screaming, but it’s you who are trying to stretch me for the second time. Man, think a minute.
– I said I wouldn’t talk to you when you scream. And don’t talk to me man. After that, I call my boss and tell him what the situation is and that you want to cheat me.
– You know what? (dusty dung) Give your boss a phone number for me and ask him to speak to me directly! I will fire you from this job !!!
– You are aggressive and I am afraid of you. Besides, you have no choice. You pay and we go.
– And here you are wrong !!! I turn on my heel and head back to my apartment in my apartment. (I won’t pay any extra money, I will cause total confusion and consternation to everyone involved in the table, I will knock myself out and will continue to curve my spine for the next few days, but I won’t pay any more).

I get a text message “If you don’t come down in 2 minutes, I will bill you and send it by mail.”

I reply “Waiting for a call from my boss” – the first point for me. I’m sure there aren’t any bosses, and the dude doesn’t know my full name, and moreover, my full address.

Callbacks.

– Listen, since I’ve lost so much time, I’ll go to the 60’s.
– Great – I’m getting into a smelly cabin in a moment. The dude really looks like a psychopath in this American car setting. I try to make up my points and as if nothing happened I start – Hey, how are you?
– Hey – he replies as if nothing happened – busy day. You’re alright.?
– Oh yeah, what a day. (Smile) So much to do with this table. Nothing is going as it should. Sorry, I screamed, but believe me, there are so many overlaps today, ha ha ha. (I look at myself in the car mirror and I don’t believe it’s me speaking, I take my eyes and discipline myself, think about the table, you have to get it sorted, wade in this communication shit).
– You know, I don’t feel safe when people yell at me.
– Sorry ha ha ha. (what’s the…. automotive therapy is starting). We, the people of Europe, do. We’re so hot-headed, ha ha ha.
– You know, you have to be careful here, there are various freaks. People want to pluck you at every step.
– Yeah, (what are you telling me?) you in North America are so funny.
– Cooo ??? You think we’re different, stupid.
– No, no, nothing, nothing. Nothing special. (Slippery, slippery …) It’s probably not far. We should slide sideways here.
– Nobody deals with roads here properly, see what holes – picked up on the change of subject.
– It’s a side road, in Quebec almost all roads look like this – I keep discussing.
– In Quebec….? – looks at me surprised.
– Well, the eastern part of Canada, Francophones etc…
– Francophones…? – I feel that this is a completely new word for him.
– French-speaking people in the French-speaking part of Canada – I look at him and his expression starts to make me feel like I’ve lost my mind.

He doesn’t even comment on me anymore. He probably thinks I’m crazy or drunk or stoned and I think he’s starting to fear me even more. Who should be afraid of whom, I think to myself. I realize this is my most direct contact in life with a sublime example of North American intellectual depression. I’m experiencing something special.

On the way back, I speak up.
– And what wasn’t so bad?
– What?
– I told you 30 minutes and that’s it – I’m giving him $ 60.
– A little bit more, but I’m happy. I am very pleased.
– You see.
– What?
– Nothing, nothing. You know what? I myself will unload this table (I don’t want to see your mouth anymore).
– I don’t have to get out of the car?
– You don’t have to.
– OK.

I pat the truck’s rump like a jug. He puts an open hand in a typical American style through the windshield and drives off. And that it would not appear in my life anymore.

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