I typed away at my computer writing down the sales for our soda products of the month, seeing how many more clients we lost and gained. I worked at a pepsi company. We had a boss that was around 17 and had no idea how to run the joint. He made poor decisions but I still stuck up with it. The only reason why the thought even crossed my mind because Philip was standing over me by the water cooler bitching to me about it.
"I mean, the only reason why he has a job, it's because his rich little daddy gave him one."
"Yeah." I sighed typing away at the keyboard. people usually complained to me a lot because I was seated by the watercolor, I knew he sat me here because I was the only one who does my job. But I didn't have the jewels to say anything.
"Hows penny?" I asked him smiling. glad I could change the subject.
"She gets better grades than any of the other girls in kindergarten, she smart like her father." He grinned, I laughed at his pompous ways.
"Ashley was sure proud of her, what about you milton, you fiddling a girl?" he said, he could say Ashley's name now without crying or getting sad. I was glad he could start moving on.
"No such luck." i said getting up both of us walking to the bathroom, I couldn't tell phil who I was actually with. He would kill me.
I looked in the mirror checking my contacts.
"Ugh why do you wear those things? Aren't glasses easier?"
"Because the only pair of glasses I have and a billion years old, and are too small on me." I said giving him a look
"You know glasses are coming back in style." I snorted at that one.
"I'm serious! well do what you what." He waved me off.
"What about Daisy? Whats going on with her?" I asked him, him giving me a glance of anger.
"Ugh, don't even bring her up. she still thinks she can run to new york and 'figure herself out'" he mocked her way of thinking.
"well she is twenty four now, maybe she can figure herself out." I said looking over at him.
"You keep reminding me how old I am. And nobody goes out to new york without any money and figures themselves out, I mean will she even be able to find a job out there, will be able to afford to live?" He sighed.
"you aren't that old." I said "just about 12 years older than me." I smirked at the mirror. "And I know, you have to find a job. and find a place to live, but those things seem to work themselves out."
"Your real naive milton." He sighed "Sometimes your age really shows. Yeah, she was a big mistake, I should have never been so stupid and had a kid at 19." I looked over at him, I looking back in the mirror. I wasn't going to judge him. I didn't know his his life that well.
"I love her to death don't get me wrong, it's just that she, ugh. She used to love talking to me. like everyday. We used to talk about fishing, cooking and so many other things. But then she just detached." He sighed
"She's going through a phase, it always happens." I shrugged flossing my teeth.
"wow your just mr upkeep aren't you?" he said i laughing "you have to keep appliances, without all this hair jell blazer and stubble, I would be nothing but a geek." I grinned at the mirror.
"But isn't that who you are?" he said laughing, "You shouldn't give a damn what other people sure you want to be…" He gestured towards me. "this?"
"Yes I'm sure." i said him laughing
"You know I'm just saying." he said, later flashing that weird smile he did every once and a while.
"You hear about martinez getting a new boat?" he asked I nodding."
"Yeah, that bastard has girl all over him." I said fixing my hair.
"He's in his twenty what do you expect?"
"Where were my girls?" I asked him snorting.
"In your novels." he said shooting me a knowing look.
"Touché." We walked out both of us clocking out for lunch. I hitched a ride from him we usually hit subway there.
I crossed my arms and he continued.
"you say she's going though a phase, she's 24 milton." he said shaking his head.
"she should have went though that earlier." he finished
"Maybe she's a late bloomer." I said him looking over at me.
"did you ever rebel." he said pulling up in line.
"No." I breathed smiling "I was always doing something, studying cameras. Looking at different parts of the body, studying different deceases for my stories. Looking at everything beside an actual life. I guess i haven't really changed." I sighed, i enerv really liked thinking about my life. the minuscule amount of of a life I really had.
"Well usually people like you have Einstein IQ's." he said "I rebelled like any teenager, I ran off to california. Found just about every girl I could, found every party at every beach. I got arrested a few times." He smiled "those where the days."
I smiled at him ordering my sandwich and his too, he always changed his order. I always got the same one.
"Maybe you should try to get invested in her, what she wants." I said him sighing
"She loves art, she so much like her mother, a right brined thinker." he hit his temple with his index finger for emphasis.
"I'm sorry about what happened with her." I never got to tell him that, him sighing.
"It's been more than a year." He sighed "18 months, and I still say her name, like I don't even think about it." he sighed "and then… I remember, she's gone." he look off distantly when I continued.
"You'll be abel to get past this." I smiled him looking back up at me "Your bull headed." he grinned him saying.
"Milton, sometimes I feel like… I would be a mess without you." I took in a shocked breath. No one had ever said anything that nice to me.
"Everyone needs a friend." I said him smiling.
"no your more than that, you understand me more than any regular friend does."
I nodded "Same goes to you, you know I don't like talking to people. But your different." i said laughing "I'm a pretty crapy friend, I would find someone else."
"Who needs anyone else." He said smiling.