Mean Gene
June 11, 2007
Scene 3
(halfway house, night)
GENE
Goddamn week. Busting balls. Actively seeking. Actively seeking. Fuck you I’m actively seeking. I need some special skill to move a pile of shit from one corner to another? Little fuck. I drove a goddamn forklift when he was jagging off to the goddamn swimsuit issue. You don’t know a fucking thing about anything. Fucking forklifts.
Put me back on the street tonight. I’d have three thousand by morning. Shirt and tie. Shine your fucking shoes. Pure bullshit. This place. Christ, a bunch of minor leaguers.
