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megastir
Mega means big or large
stir because I like to mix it up
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Wednesday, March 19, 2003 :::
So old Joe B gave me a call and said he needed an experienced guy to help with his Jet Ski rental operation, would I consider it? Why not, he moved the whole operation off the beach at Waikiki because the state had outlawed the foul stinking machines from running near that famed beach. Now the barge was anchored in Keehi lagoon and Joe had some motorcycle mechanic in from Oregon wrenching the skis and this guy had apparently worked 7 days a week for the last 5 months and he needed a break.
I should of known better. But the money was good and I headed out over the Likiliki to meet up with the South shore boys at the Sand Island marina. As usual Joe made the introductions and disappeared. Once I got to the bottom of the story from Chuck the mechanic I should of been able to foresee what was about to unfold.
Chuck's story began when he answered an ad in a Portland newspaper. Jet ski Mechanic needed Honolulu Hawaii. Chuck was soon flown over and Joe placed him in an Apt. he had on Kuhio. Trouble was Joe put this guy to work on the barge but kept holding back the majority of his wages to cover "rent" on the unit. White slavery really and it wasn't long before the sun and the salt and the fact that he worked the barge alone soon wiped away any visions of a tropical paradise from Chuck's brain.
"Dude that fucker Joe holds back my pay, I can't afford a ticket back home and If I bolt from his employ he'll kick me out of the Apt I'm in. I fuckin hate that guy man! FUCK!"
"Awe man what were you thinking? Coming over here like that." I said as I noticed he was severely sun burnt.
"Chuck man you've gotta stay out of the sun your fried"
"I know I hate the fuckin sun its evil. I gotta get out of here man can you help me?"
"Shit man, why not just take a week off. I'll work the barge chill and stay out of the sun. Here's my number in Kailua call me if you need me."
"All right c-ya"
It was pretty fun in a way back at it, working the tourists the Japanese are highly amusing plus the weird culture in the lagoon was fascinating. I handed off the barge to Chuck and we traded weeks for the summer but I could see he was losing it.
"Joe says I owe him money on account of me only working half time. That asshole, listen Mega I'm bolting dude, my girlfriend sent me a ticket and I am taking that piece of shit car Joe lent me to the airport tonight and I'm gone. Tell Joe after I leave where his car is will ya?"
"Sure but he'll be pissed"
"I don't give a shit I got something on him"
Just then he pulled up a suitcase from below deck and inside was the most outrageous thing. It seems Joe who had a steady live in girlfriend all the time I knew him was working the tourist girls on the side. Because chuck was at one of Joe properties he got his mail. Turns out Joe's lady friends and had taken some pretty interesting pictures of Joe and little joe as he called it in action. There were tons of these pics and letters too.
"If he fucks with me I'm sending this shit to Denise, I'm sure she'll be interested."
This could get ugly I thought.
Sure enough Chuck bailed, I didn't bother telling Joe where the car was and pretty soon I got the call from Joe.
"Chucks gone could you work this week? Oh and did he tell you anything? He stole my car too?"
"aaaaahh no, he split? Ah yeah I can work."
So it turns out the cops find the car at the airport. Joe figure's out what happened and sicks some mainland lawyers on Chuck.
Chuck calls me.
"Dude, Joe's hassling me, says I stole the car didn't you tell him?"
"Ahhh yeah I lied"
"Damn"
"Why don;t you unleash those pics Chuck, that'll get him off your back."
"Fuck!"
So anyways I tell one of my Kailua pals this story that night and he gets it in his head to fuck with Joe. So he calls him up puts on a fake voice, all menacing and shit. Says he's a biker friend of Chucks and tells Joe about the stolen mail and the compromising pictures and how they're on the way to Denise if he doesn't back off. I was on the other line listening in, very amusing, Denise screaming, Joe swearing, nasty threats all around.
Joe came unglued after that and soon I'd had enough of Jet ski Hawaii.
"Stir" because I like to mix things up.
::: posted by Mega at 10:15 AM
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