Neither was RC III. Thursdays are the quietest days because the resort cabins turn over. Lots of people head home after their week on the lake. We were staffed low and expected a slow day. (Thankfully, it rained pretty bad too, which reinforces slower business.) It was just me and Dante and he had the news station on the radio. I couldn’t stop singing Love, love will tear us apart…again, which is a very, very good song that Gore played on her computer while we were all out there on her dock and I’ll tell you this, sir: Dante just stood back and put his hands on his hips and said, “What in the hell happened to you, Chunky boy?” “What?” I asked. “What are you singing about? You don’t sing.” “I have songs stuck in my head all the time.” “But you don’t sing. I’m telling you, kid. I’ve heard you shout a lot and make a bunch of fart noises, but I’ve never heard you sing.
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