TRASH by EndMaster R

“Look, I’m just here to fix shit, not to indulge your Nam flashbacks.”
“Wait, do you even know how to fix anything?”
“I can use a hammer.”
“Good enough. Well? Get to work motherfucker! (COUGH!)” Jim says and goes back to his work table in his office.
You start to work on a TV. Soon a customer comes in. He doesn’t look like he’s from around here. He’s well groomed for one thing. He has a disdainful look upon his face as he enters and approaches you.

“Hey you, my car just broke down.”
“Oh yeah? That’s tough shit. What the fuck do you want me to do about it?” you ask.
“Well isn’t this a repair place?”
“Yeah, for TVs an’ toasters an’ shit, not fuckin’ cars ya fucktard! Hector’s garage is over on the other side of town.”
“I can’t possibly be expected to go traipsing in this god forsaken town! I was just passing through, and had the misfortune of breaking down in front of your shop! Don’t your type usually know how to fix vehicles?”
“MY TYPE? What the…” before you can finish, Jim comes squeaking from his office.
“What the hell’s going on here?”
“This uptight bitch came in here demanding that I fix his car, I told him Hector’s garage is over on the other side of town.”
Jim looks at the outsider up and down.
“You willin’ to pay up boy?” Jim asks.
“Yes, yes! Anything, I just want to get out of this town!”
“Alright, assuming your car isn’t in too bad of condition, (COUGH! COUGH!) I think we probably got the tools and supplies here to fix it.”
“Good! And be quick about it!” the man says and walks out the door.
“Well you heard him Mel.” Jim says.
“What? I didn’t sign up for that!” you say
“(COUGH!) Oh fuck Mel that dickhead (COUGH!) probably just blew a hose or some shit. It can’t be that hard to fix! Besides with Petrov cuttin’ in on my business, it’ll be a nice (COUGH!) chunk of change.”
“Wait, aren’t YOU cutting in on Hector’s business by getting into fixing vehicles?”
“Look, are ya gonna do it or (COUGH!) not ya argumentative sonofabitch?”