yesterday morning, after some 4 hours of sleep, siggimus is yanked out of deep slumber by the incessant shriek of the alarm clock (left the brand new mooing one in sonja’s car when she drove the gang downtown)
the loud & constant banging taking place between the ears of siggimus soon turned into a chant: ‘no way in hell will you be in the chinamens’ place in 23 mins, old chap’
siggimus took heed, pressed the snooze button & turned on the other side
just after he closed his eyes, the shrieking returned
stop that awful sound! siggimus thought
it didn’t obey, so siggimus pressed the off button
3 mins later, another shrill sound started jabbing at siggimus’ ears as a dagger
on the phone was the chinawoman from the chinamens’ place, asking if siggimus could possibly come in early. ‘no effing way’, siggimus mumbled, ‘siggimus not feeling well. siggimus not coming at all’
‘aha! can not come? you come 4 o’clock?’
‘siggimus not feeling too great, siggimus not coming at all today!’
‘you come 4 o’clock?’
*mumble mumble
‘you come 4 o’clock?’
‘sure! as long as you leave me the eff alone!’
10 mins later, the bubbling in the tummy indicated it was time for one of siggimus’ famous hangovershowers
an hour & a half later, siggimus crawled back into bed
waking up to the telephone again. on it was the chinawoman from the chinamens’ place, asking if siggimus could possibly come in early
why the eff not, siggimus thinks, barely managing to drag his ass outta bed & out to the car
parking was nowhere to be found & siggimus ended up squeezing the car into a tiny space with a shoehorn
upon arrival, the jam jars awaited
uffa
uffa uffa
but just as the sniffing chinaman likes to say, it’s ‘good bad’
so, now there are even more tiny perfectly round circles on siggimus’ back
siggimus might be willing to let you take a gander, but only for a generous fee
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