the mechanic
wants you to commit
to the repair.
he pleads
over the counter
saying that you
can't go another
day without
air conditioning.
for a mere two
thousand dollars
he will fix
your ten year
old work truck
and have you back
in the cool breeze
of freon once
again. if
he didn't have
mayonnaise in his
beard from the tuna
sandwich he's
eating while
talking to
you, you'd have
a lot more confidence
in what he's saying.
let me think about,
it you tell him.
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