more dudes I worked with…
more dudes
It’s about that time to remember some dudes I worked with, we played a little game at our table to find the hidden inspiration in each picture, the first, a bowling ball…because of his round head, no finger holes - nice guy though.
Second, a goat head, kinda like the goat seen in a pentagram, scary visual… but again – a nice guy. Not a Satanist.
Third , a smelly old boot. This guy didn’t emit a foul stench, that is, until he opened his mouth. It was like this guy had a mutant ability or something to repel even the hardiest of men. I’ve smelled some human emissions throughout my work in rehab and later in psych that gave me an edge on most dudes, but even I was staggered by this guy… and how do you politely tell someone that something has died in their mouth ?
Bottom line: It’s a struggle, but a good friend will find a way to speak the truth in love. Luckily for me, this last dude didn’t last long in the warehouse, and I had minimal time to build a relationship with him. 
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