Cable Guy Life: Strange Asian Man

As some of you know, I am now a cable guy. I'm not really sure how my life took this turn but I'm not complaining. It's a nice combination of construction and electronics. Everyday I get to meet new people and get to discover new parts of the area that I didn't know existed. I also meet some real assholes, weirdos, and crazy people. This particular rant is about a weirdo.

Saturday, I was swamped. We had three guys out due to illness, etc. We had a couple guys quit. And we had a few others who just couldn't make it in. So the better installers got the most jobs to complete. I had five that I had to be at before noon and in order to be able to complete my afternoon jobs on time I need to do one of them before noon as well. Six jobs before noon. We start at 8:00AM. The first job I roll onto is an easy internet job. One line. A little Asian guy greats me at the door.

As I'm setting it up, I'm making conversation. He's telling me how he "designs funnies" for a living. I figure he means comics. And he continues talking about some cruel Burmese tyrants hes rebelling against and how they are afraid to touch womens underwear. Again, I'm just figuring he's talking about some political comic plot. Like Doonesbury or one of those other ones that rarely make sense to me. I don't even know where Burmesia is, nor do I give a fuck. But I'm nice and continue on like I was talking to my wife. "yup, uhuh, cool, aww, damn" etc. And then he disappears. Not surprising. I wasn't paying that close of attention to him anyways.

When he comes back he has a manila folder. He opens it up to reveal a pair of white lacy panties and a white lacy bra with pictures of Asian military generals ironed on them like that iron on printer paper you can buy. Just square wallet sized pics all over them. And he's talking really excited about "In yo face, Burmese Genehal. I get sexy gahl to wear deese panties then I email tem to you. Ha Ha Ha."

I finished the install as quickly as I could and got the fuck out of there. He followed me out to my car thanking me and gave me a $5 tip to buy some "mahning drink" with. I think I'm gonna use it for a psych exam.