Journeyman stepped into the room and leaned back into the couch with a huff. I was enjoying a stiff drink and my own company at the time but who's Journeyman to care about whose time he's taking?
"Tough day?" I said with my eyebrow raised as high as I could put it.
"Journeyman ignored me and sank deeper into his sulk. I hated it when he got like this; passive aggressive like a disgruntled girlfriend. He was itching to tell me what happened to him but his ego had to be soothed first.
I reached over to the cabinet and pulled out a frosted glass. Poured him some whiskey and placed the glass near him. He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye then took it in his grasp. He took a sip so big some of it dribbled down his chin.
"They don't respect me anymore," he said, then paused. I couldn't tell if it was for dramatic effect or not so I waited patiently for him to continue. We were two more sips before I took the bait.
"Who doesn't respect you?" I asked.
"All of them. None of them. This one prick in particular has the nerve to stop me in the street and ask me my business." He took a long swig of his drink and got to his feet. Stamped the ground furiously and swore. "This one prick with the stupidest name in the world. Calls himself 'Njuguman'. Can you believe that shit? Even has his name blazed across his rickety-ass motorcycle. Damn thing looks like a death-trap."
"At least he doesn't have to keep borrowing my car," I said.
Journeyman shot me a dirty look then got back to his drink.
"His ride even the worst part," Journeyman continued. "I was working some sweet words on Hellena down by the shop. We're all smart enough to know that she charges for her time but if you're slick enough you might get a discount. Well, there I was working on my discount when Njuguman roles up on his bells-and-whistles pony and starts dictating the cons of prostitution and pre-marital sex. If he hadn't kept his helmet on I would've smashed his face in."
"That dumbass Hellena ate up every word. He even got her to get on his bike so he could get her home safe,"
I chuckled, then hid my smile behind my hand when Journeman glared at me.
"Do you thing he got a discount?" I asked.
Journeyman growled and downed the rest of his drink.
"He's a dead man either way,"