No longer time
Jeff Huxley worked part-time as a librarian at the local expanding United Methodist Church.
The rest of the time Jeff mainly spent getting really drunk and stumbling 3 blocks to the market to get the nastiest stale nachos in existence. The morning after Jeff would crawl around on the floor looking for his necklace.
Quite most of the time Jeff occupied himself, at the library, during the day shift but one fateful friday morning Jeff got a call that will haunt him for the remainder of his years (if he's not already dead!!), it was Connie, the head librarian (she NEVER called, this meant it was IMPORTANT).
"Jeff?"
"Yes Connie?"
"Jeff, we need you to come in this afternoon."
"Instead of the morning, this morning?"
"Yes Jeff you need to come in at five."
"Five?"
"Yeah, thanks Juff"
*click*
This meant that Jeff's whole routine would be fouled up. What was Jeff going to do now? Then Jeff devised a plan worthy of Napoleon himself: Jeff decided to get drunk BEFORE work. This way, Jeff could still get drunk this day.
The plan was 12 shiners. 11pm saw Jeff Huxley parade into the nearest liquor store brandishing a 20 dollar bill.
"12 pack shiner"
"Uh, sir, you have to walk over and get it I'm behind the counter."
"Oh."
3 hours later Jeff came back to the liquor store for MORE shiner bock this time brandishing only 5 dollar bill and 3 one dollar bills.
"I need a 6sic pack of twelve dollar bills, no I don't need twelve dollar bills wouldn't that be crazy I need a sixer of shiner."
"Uh, sir, you have to walk over and get it I'm behind the counter."
"Oh."
2 hours later, at 4 o'clock, Jeff was hungry. There were a particular style of nachos to be eaten. These nachos came from a plastic machine at the market where the cheese came from bags and you had to walk 3 blocks. He had to do it. He knew he needed the nachos. It was paramount at this point in Jeff's life that this particular want be met.
"I need some nachos."
"Sir, the market is across the street."
"Um, well, can I get a sixer of shiner then?"
"Uh, sir, you have to walk over and get it I'm behind the counter."
"Oh."
10 minutes later Jeff left the liquor store with a 22 of shiner. His later needs were met and Jeff shuffled home soon after.
Off to work for Jeff he goes, late this time.
"Jeff, were have you been?"
"There is no longer time."
The rest of the time Jeff mainly spent getting really drunk and stumbling 3 blocks to the market to get the nastiest stale nachos in existence. The morning after Jeff would crawl around on the floor looking for his necklace.
Quite most of the time Jeff occupied himself, at the library, during the day shift but one fateful friday morning Jeff got a call that will haunt him for the remainder of his years (if he's not already dead!!), it was Connie, the head librarian (she NEVER called, this meant it was IMPORTANT).
"Jeff?"
"Yes Connie?"
"Jeff, we need you to come in this afternoon."
"Instead of the morning, this morning?"
"Yes Jeff you need to come in at five."
"Five?"
"Yeah, thanks Juff"
*click*
This meant that Jeff's whole routine would be fouled up. What was Jeff going to do now? Then Jeff devised a plan worthy of Napoleon himself: Jeff decided to get drunk BEFORE work. This way, Jeff could still get drunk this day.
The plan was 12 shiners. 11pm saw Jeff Huxley parade into the nearest liquor store brandishing a 20 dollar bill.
"12 pack shiner"
"Uh, sir, you have to walk over and get it I'm behind the counter."
"Oh."
3 hours later Jeff came back to the liquor store for MORE shiner bock this time brandishing only 5 dollar bill and 3 one dollar bills.
"I need a 6sic pack of twelve dollar bills, no I don't need twelve dollar bills wouldn't that be crazy I need a sixer of shiner."
"Uh, sir, you have to walk over and get it I'm behind the counter."
"Oh."
2 hours later, at 4 o'clock, Jeff was hungry. There were a particular style of nachos to be eaten. These nachos came from a plastic machine at the market where the cheese came from bags and you had to walk 3 blocks. He had to do it. He knew he needed the nachos. It was paramount at this point in Jeff's life that this particular want be met.
"I need some nachos."
"Sir, the market is across the street."
"Um, well, can I get a sixer of shiner then?"
"Uh, sir, you have to walk over and get it I'm behind the counter."
"Oh."
10 minutes later Jeff left the liquor store with a 22 of shiner. His later needs were met and Jeff shuffled home soon after.
Off to work for Jeff he goes, late this time.
"Jeff, were have you been?"
"There is no longer time."