This is a story that goes along with Lampshade ,you can pull it up under search if you have never read it. It takes place a number of years back in Tuscon Arizona working for Protel
a company purchased by Mastec
(CUBAN MAFIA owned) company. I'm setting to the house in North Carolina when I get a call from and old friend of mine Eli McKay . Eli says hey Jerry , I'm now vice president of Protel we got a contract in Tuscon for Comcast ,you interested , I'm like how much they paying , he quoted me , I'm like ok , but its gonna take some up front money to get me there . Eli is like how much you need . I said at least 600.00 for expenses , Eli says no problem , they wired me the money. I left headed for Tuscon , going through the mtns . of Tenn. My dually blows a rear cap (FIRESTONE) coming down the mtn , it took out my rear fuel fill line,and the fender was hanging half off when I got out , (Semi's wizzin by) the downhill side , kinda scary , I took my cordless out and popped a hole through the fender and put a pole bolt through it and limped on into Tenn. I called Eli back and told him what happened , that I had firestones all the way around , I'm not chancing going to Tuscon on them.(they were having the big recall at that time ). I'm headed back to Carolina I'll send you you money back . Eli said whats it gonna take I said new tires . Eli says find you a wall mart and pick you out a set and call me back and I'll put it on the company card . I said cool , I did so , spent the night in Tenn. Again I was on the road, headed for Tuscon , two days later I was in El Passo Texas , I was running out of the six hundred advance , I called Eli back , he wires another 600.00 and I'm rollin , on the forth day I arrive in Tuscon , Jim Schendledecker was the project mgr . I was the first splicer there , Things were supposed to be ready to go but they weren't , I was pissed , I called Eli , and said this is Bullchit ,Jim says it will be two weeks before things are ready to start , I'm going back to Carolina . Eli says , Jerry calm down whats it gonna take to keep you there . I said a grand a week , just to sit here , he says ok . So for two weeks I just kinda hung out and got to know Jim and Tuscon . Comcast construction office was located off 15th st off I 10 . Now the rest of this story I'm telling now because I'm no longer married and I truthfully don't give a dam about my past , I was WFO 10 yrs ago , but very few men could ever out cut me. I personally don't care what people think of how I was .I got the Dam job done , most oldschool are ruffshod people anyway . I'm only touching on a few highlights here now about that time. Such as what I enjoyed and a run in with Keeser,I'll start with Keezer , In my book this man is a lying sack of chit . I ran with the Fiber Splicer Jason . It was on a Saturday I got to meet Keezer for the first time and I had a bone to pick with him , over a run I was given to compensate me for a dispute over Roy and his band of ten hacks getting the Gravy because Roy was packing Lenny Bess's (Protels supervisor)face with Cocaine every day , to help Lenny over his Girlfriend who ended up fuc.ing Gary Vest in Corpis Christy , I despise all of that crowd ,so bear with me . Anyway Lenny gave me this run with big footages (underground Spans ) to make up for the bullchit I had been given. It was in a sub division , that had a bunch of unsold lots , it looked good on paper . I had to move an amp location one ped away and dig and retrive the trunk with a locater , I'll never forget it . This lot was covered with those Giant Pirepad Cactus, I had my mexicans cut a path as I located a path to the ped that couldn't be seen from the road. We piled it up on the front of this undeveloped lot and left it. I figured the town would pick it up with a claw truck, (NOT IN TUSCON) three days later Comcast is rasing hell about it. I had to go back out and pick it up and pay my Mexicans and myself to haul it back to Comcast dumpster . I don't know how much you know about pirepads or the desert for that matter , pirepads have alot of main thorn stickers , surrounded by fiber optic type hairs surrounding the main thorns , that stick you like glass. I had to haul three truckloads of these dried out pirepads to dump them. Funny thing about pirepads , once their cut these fiber optic type thorns fall out and become airborne , when they land on your skin , they embedd themselves and fester to little sores . So need less to say I always get pissed over free work . I ream Jim the project mgr. about getting compensated for this free work. he says you have to wait and talk to Keezer. Well Keezer finally comes to town ,its Saturday and me and Jason go to talk to him. Jason is the fiber splicer , back in the day when fiber first came out everybody kissed the fiber splicers butt like some premadonna , anyway , Keezer liked Jason and he had already heard I was a hardas.s. I asked him how he was going to compensate me for three free trips , his reply, The next meeting I have with Comcast I will see if they will add an addendem to my contract . I went off on him because I knew he was a liar tring to wiggle out of paying me for the extra work. I said Keezer your a fuc.ing liar , I been doing this chit for 22yrs and they aren't going to add no dam addemden to a dam contract, I can't help it your a fool and you don't know how to bid a contract . I got this thing called my free list , I only do so much for free before I'm gone. Fuc. you. Keezer says I'll see what I can do . I knew that was a lie ,but I was killin a dollar out there so I stayed on. The whole project was f'd up like soup , nothing matched design. I got on steroids from Mexico and gained 50lbs of mass in 9weeks , a serious cycle of the good stuff, I turned mean as a snake and most on the project were afaraid of me , Jim was cool with it until it reched a point that he was afaraid I was going to hurt Lenny Bess's incompentent as.s. I'm going to stop here for now, but stay tuned for the rest of the story , its about how I taught Jason how to hooker hunt,had some killer times at Dangerous Curves a nude bar we frequented and how many good times we had at the whore houses in Mexico. I'll finish it tomorrow nght. Thanks for reading. My apology if my writing tonite is kinda scattered , smothered and covered , Ducks wore out and I got to get some sleep , I'm not proof reading this part, I'm too tired , so I just hope you can make some sense of it.
"WHITFIELD"
I'd rather live my life believeing there is God and die to find out their isn't . Than to live my life as if their wasn't God and die to find out there is ! WHITFIELD
