Jack over the intercom
The new year hit, and things got a bit busy, Jack’s store front was taking off, his office space was behind the store. I hadn’t seen him for a few days, as he was always at work. The store was open long hours, and he was working most of them. I decided that if I wanted my boy’s ass I was going to have to go there and take it. I pulled up to the lot, at about six, and parked on the office side, away from the store front. The office door isn’t generally open to the public, but Jack had given me a security card to get me in, if I ever needed to, though at the time I couldn’t conceive of a reason I’d need to. Today I needed to. I let myself in and knowing where his office was, I headed straight there. I was stopped by one of the ladies working there, but she said, Oh, he’s back in his office – I suspected she was the person working on my last visit to this space, and I guess she saw us together. No one else bothered me, as I made my way t...