Bell Vending

Posted by Jae on July 7th, 2003

I went to what was now Bell Vending afew timest rying to get tem to let us stock machines. he never seemed to like the idea. one night i found a poson flower,and gave it to my alligator friend to give to the owner. The lawyer I had with me was giving thge owner hell, and my alligator friend arranged 2 sunglasses on a piece of paper to looklike a buterfl like in short circuit. The owner couldn’t guess. It turned out taht the owner did no work, had no family , and was embezzeling money, and when we found out he tried to kill us. I was nover able to find out who he inherited/bought the company from.

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Knowledge is terminal

Posted by Jae on July 4th, 2003

I was working at my old job, and had found out something one of the guys there had done, it was causing him a lot of stress that I knew this. His wife sent me a message with a pyicture of a nice wide lens and said something about my getting it if I stay quiet. I talked with the guy in the hallway of my house, next to teh upstairs bathroom, and he started having problems, he fell to the ground and I tried making sure he was oka. He wasnt’ responding, but he was still breathing, and eventually started mentining that I was a great interview when I first came to the company.

I then went to their house with his wife and I think my mom, not sure. I played a quick throw of a dart on their dartboard and hit the table holding the game. Telling his wife that I hadn’t practiced copoeira as much as I’ve wanted to.

Then I was out in sortof multi-terrain area, swamp, a big muddy hill, and some dry rock. Iclimbed the hill tolook around. The guy showed up here asd started climbing, mentining how much he disliked the muddy areas. There were snakes, fish, and alligators in this place, I’d walk around them and avoid the alligators. Until he came, they weres’nt moving around very much. He mentioning my interview again, and I ran down the hill away from some of the animals in the ground, the foot of water at the base of the hill was just bad and I tried finding a dry spot, forgetting about the dry rocks. I stood on a log and saw some snakes following me around, and then remembered the dry rock and ran to it, stomping muck off my shoes and pants.

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