Post by asher logan marlowe on Jun 28, 2010 16:16:13 GMT -8
( I ' V E D O N E W R O N G , I ' V E B E E N G O N E )
it's the one you love
( O N E D R I N K A N D Y O U R C A N D L E S B U R N )
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Asher Marlowe was the owner of Marlowe's Garage. His father first opened it shortly after graduating high school and passed it on to his kids when they were ready to take up the family business. It had been extremely successful for almost 30 years and Asher would make sure that it would stay that way.
The twenty-three year old stood in the office, going through paperwork with a pen in his mouth. A fat, sweaty man stood in front of the desk, drumming his fingers on the desk. He had been there for the past two hours yelling at the staff of Marlowe's Garage, claiming that they were incompetent and should have fixed his car a long time ago. The problem really was that the man hadn't taken very good care of his car, the tires had little air in them, the engine was smoking from overheating, and the oil hadn't been changed in over a year.
After awhile Asher looked up at the man, pulling the pen out of his mouth. "Sir, it's going to take a couple days to fix your car. The cost is probably more then you want to pay, you might want to consider buying a new car." he said, handing the papers to the man. All of a sudden the man's already red face turned even brighter red and he stormed out of the office towards his car. Within ten minutes he was out of the place, speeding off down the road.
People like that man were the incompetent one's, he didn't realize how crappy of a condition his car was in. There was no doubt in Asher's mind that the car wouldn't make it more than a mile. But if the guy came back Asher would refuse to help him. He'd probably go off on him too, if he wanted to go yell and abuse the people trying to fix his car he could go somewhere else.
Asher just shook his head and walked out to the car he was working on before. It was a classic muscle car, the guy who owned it had bought a new engine for it and needed it to be installed. Asher pulled off the top of his cover-alls, revealing his chiseled chest. He leaned over the engine and started working.
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CREDIT justlikefalling @ caution 2.0
LYRICS kiss yourself goodbye , AAR
