Tuesday, 4 October 2016

tales form the long bar - a life changing event

O'Mally and Cromwell entered the bar..
“Yes Pat”
“Whal'll it be O'Mally” said Pat
“Usual for Cromwell and I think I'll have some thing different.”
“Brave, for some one your age.” said Doherty
“Well if you must know, I watched the television last night, and they were advertising a new beer from those that make the dark stuff.”
“Oh a television, is it, that you have?” said Doherty “And I bet you paid the 160 euros for the licence.”
“Well I was borrowing it at the time, it being portable. As it is not mine, in my house I don't need a licence.”
“Is that so. I thought that the licence was for the house, not the number of sets or types. So if you is watching TV without a licence, you is breaking the law. and will go directly to hell, with all the adverts that you may have missed.” said Doherty
“Ah well that being the case I'll just hand it back I've seen what I wanted to see. Have you seen the channels of kack they is showing. No incentive to buy a licence.” said O'Mally
“So what was the new beer?” asked Doherty
“Can't remember, but all the smart folks are drinking it.”
“Pat what's that new beer?”
“Dunno, it's not Dublin here you know. I'll let you know when we get it. If you are still alive. So for the time being, and the next forty years what'll you be havin?”
“May as well stick with the double X.”
O'Dell entered
“I see you is all drinking, tis a pity as I was in a mood to treat yusall “ Said O'Dell “So I'd just be havin the usual then Pat.”
“And why would you be treatin usall?” asked Doherty
“Cos I have got me self a JOB.” said O'Dell “”with wages.”
“Holiday pay, sickness, and pension.”asked Doherty
“Not yet its only 16 hours a week, at present, but once they see me at work, it will come, all the perks. Sure they not wish to loose such an asset.”
“ I've had loads a jobs in my time.” said O'Mally “two timing some firms, I was so good at it.”
“Is that what they call multitasking,” asked Pay trying not to laugh
“Don't be daft multitasking is what women do,” said Doherty “yer man can't drink and think.”
“Yes I can.” said O'Mally
“Prove it.” said Doherty “Now I can't hear you thinking, so to be fair, you must say what your thinking, while taking a drink. An if you is talking and drinking, at the same time mind, I'll buy you a pint, if you can't, you buy me a drink.”
“Yer on.” said O'Mally reaching for his pint. “Now what I is thinking is this...splutter splutter splutter.”
Doherty and Pat roll around laughing. O'Mally looks down at his front, all covered in Porter.
“Ruined my best sweater.” said O'Mally “Yoos knew that would happen, fine friends I've got. All ways there to take the proverbial, but never there when needed.”
“Ungrateful old bugger.” said Doherty “ when, weren't we there for you then?
“When I was burgled.”
“When was that? I don't remember you being burgled” Said Doherty
“That was before Cromwell.”said O'Mally “It was the burglary that made me think about my safety, I have not been burgled since Crommie came to protect me. He's like a coiled spring that dog, waiting to pounce on undesirable. Your a good boy.”said O'Mally turning to face the dog. Cromwell was sleeping.
“well any way, I came home from the bookies only to find the place burgled.”
“How did you know you was burgled?” said Doherty
“Obvious the place was turned over, everything was all over the floor.”
“Right, but how did you know it was burglary? Your floor is always full of stuff, only use the cupboard when the floor's full, ain't that right O'Mally?” said Doherty
“Well if you must know, the drawers were empty and tipped upside down on the floor.”
“Did you loose anything, did you know what was missing?” asked O'Dell
“As far as I can tell they was looking for summat but they couldn't find it.”
“Now why doesn't that surprise me.”said Doherty
“That's it, my so called friend, laugh. You are just like Riley, He kept laughing when taking the details.”
“Riley?” said Pat
“The one before, the one before, the one before Gard McPhee.” said O'Dell being helpful.
“So if nothing was taken, and they couldn't find anything. Why burgle you. What was you hiding? Asked Pat.
“Well there's the thing, I think it was a warning. I told Riley I thought it was a warning. But he said he had no reports of Mr Neat and Tidy warning scruffy Herbert's to put away there socks or else. He thought he had a sense of humour, but I was traumatised I've never been able to hold down a job since.”
“But you was unemployed when you was burgled.” said O'Dell
“Oh don't you know O'Dell, Yer man was suffering pre-trauma syndrome. Knowing he would eventually get traumatised, the body goes into shock in anticipation. It makes the victim incapable of work or a normal life.” said Doherty.
“Oh, I didn't know that.” said O'Dell “ You know loads of stuff Doherty.”
“He's havin yer on.” said Pat “there's no such thing as pre trauma syndrome.”
“But O'Mally was burgled. Surely there would be all the stress, before and after.” said O'Dell
It was time for all, to finish their drinks in silence.
“Same again Pat.” said Doherty “Maybe O'Dell here, could treat us, now he has joined the working class.”
“Oh aye.” said O'Dell “You'll have to put it on the slate till pay day.”
“Only Joking.” said Doherty “Give O'Dell a fresh one, And top O'Mally up, he looks like he could do with de-traumatising.”
“Well O'Dell, you never told us what your life changing job was?” said Doherty
“I'm taking over from Flanagan, now he's been injured.”
“Postie?” said Pat
“No that was ages ago. He was attacked by a dog and was in hospital for months, he was a dustman.” Said Doherty
“No that was before traffic warden.” Said O'Mally “He slipped a disc, with the bins, and was laid off for months.”
“He lost his job as traffic warden, when they ran over his foot.” said O'Dell “He's only had this job a week, but is now in hospital.”
“So what was he doing?” said O'Mally
“Dog Warden.”
Cromwell woke up, and snared.
“You a D person?” said O'Mally trying not to mention the word.
“I start Monday, but it's nothing like you think. I just check for them for chips.”
“Dogs are not suppose to have potatoes.” said O'Mally
“Don't be daft man.” said Doherty “He means identification chips. You have a scanner, and it tells you, who owns the dog.”
“How do you mean?” said O'Mally
“It's a bit like the bar code in the supermarket. Instead of telling you the price, it tells you the name and owner.”said Doherty
“You has a poor opinion of me, Doherty but this time, I know you are telling porkies. I've been to Dunnes and I've never seen them putting as dog through the till.”
“It's a hand held device, they find a stray, scan it, to see if they can find the owner. If its not chipped, they take the dog to the pound. Isn't that right O'Dell.”
“So, what dog, would you do that to?” asked O'Mally
“ A stray, a dangerous dog.” O'Dell was aware Cromwell was now inches from his ankle and growling.
“And who says if a dog is dangerous.” said O'Mally
“Well if it's not chipped, stray, or looks dangerous according to the Dog Warden.”
At the words Dog warden, Cromwell pounced and pinned O'Dell to the floor.
“When do you start.” asked O'Mally

“On second thoughts, I'll go back to the FAS office and see if the traffic warden job is still going.” said O'Dell, released from Cromwell's hold.

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