Scary Barry’s frightening worst-case scenario came true on a bleak, dreary, overcast day in Dallas, Texas, USA.  An electrician was unable to work, ta-da! because he was in jail.

     It was Clifton Washington, beleagured soul.

     I got the story from Dan “the prick” Carlson.  “Turns out that little velcro-head is a drug offender!  The police apprehended him in posession of two illegal marijuana cigarettes!  I can’t believe this is happening!  Why didn’t Clifton just say no, Travis?  That’s all you gotta do!  Just say no!“

     It was the talk of the trades.  Clifton had gotten popped right in front of the building, lighting one up for the road.  Everybody saw it go down.

     Spider was shaken.  “Bum trip!”

     Bud was harsh.  “Death penalty for dopers!”

     Spence was confused.  “Can I borrow a dollar?”

     Bubba was worried.  “Hope he keeps his mouth shut!”

     Good old Clifton was back the next fine afternoon.  Bubba yanked him aside, and they spoke hurriedly.  Bubba looked relieved.

     “Let’s go burn one after work, Clifton!” Dave West chided.

     I interceded.  “Clifton, you get to work.  Dave, you’re fired.”

     That always gets their attention.

     “It wasn’t even good stuff, man!” Clifton complained to John Fact.  “It was bunk.  Busted for bunk!”

     “Life is hard,” John Fact sang Bubba’s song, “and then you fucking die.”

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