The Christmas Party

So I sneak into the building though back halls and show up behind the bar. I peek through the curtains and call a bartender to get the chief engineer. He comes over and gives me his ticket. (First of course he records the numbers...door prizes).

I enter dressed in a jean jacket, old track pants, work boots and a toque. i order a beer and Mona shows up in her tight pink tank top and hard nipples. I buy her a drink or she buys me a drink and i spill one with a crash on the floor and take a seat by the door.

A man from the Philippines who served in the US Navy and buys two double Bacardi's and a Native Artist joins Mona. The East Indians are sitting in a line and I'm yelling we got the vote. They all believe sitting cool and stoic and every body knows what side every one is on and maybe no one cares but I do..so I am vocal and loud and clear...mercy mercy...

The Ron starts following Mona around and she brushes him off but he persists as she is a beautiful girl. He walks by and I call him down. He is old, shaky and weak from a head injury. I tell him to punch me and he says no you punch me and back and forth it idiotically goes. Finally he leaves with the parting shot, "Your smart but your not that smart." Showing my intelligence i retort with, "You're a retard."

Gabe is putting the moves on a new girl in the dish room and Mona's running around with her artist friend and I'm getting drunk. I approach the general managers table where he and his family are seated. I demand that Evelyn get all her quarters back, that all wrongs be made right etc blah blah blah etc. I'm yelling and pointing and he backs off. I start grabbing half drunk wine bottles off tables and people keep running form me. The security guards tell me to leave but i ignore them and go to the dish room to wish Lana and Hong a Merry Xmas. Security follows and I keep yelling the tell all, "I can do anything I like."

I get back to my seat and eight or nine security guards are there along with two cops. They keep telling me I have to leave but I keep stalling them with the ever original phrase, "Keep your fucking hands off me."

Eventually I allow them Io escort me from the building with Mona and her artist friend in tow. At the top of the stairs Mona makes us all wait by taking her time putting on her shoes. We go back to our place and the artist talks about becoming famous and I fall asleep on the couch. I wake up and the artist has left and Mona is in my arms. We lie together for three days. On Xmas eve she leaves to see Ron and calls drunk from the bus depot.

She is leaving for Saskatoon and wants me to come and say good bye. I go and she gives me a picture by her artist friend called a journey of love.

A few days later I am fired for supposedly threatening an Italian no vote with death.