Under some circumstances Orton would sleep. under some circumstances he
would laugh, but mostly he was depressed. He looked up at the sky. It
was 4 in the morning, there were stars and a moon. He looked down at
the street. Gum blobs and cracks.
After the window wash he got started with the gutters. Trowel flip
hose, trowel flip hose. There was a boss called Manny. He was
psychotic. Working nights was dumbshit stuff. Windows before gutters
was dumbshit stuff. "Manny is dumb shit stuff." he thought as mud from
the gutters splashed onto the clean windows.
Under some circumstances Orton's shirt got extremely heavy. The weight
of the little logo on his pocket "Camden house maintenance" grew
enormous. He would slouch and stagger under the load.
Before this orton had had 93 jobs. Warehouse work mostly. He could
really shrikwrap! and some frying. He liked that. But now he was eating
Manny's stupid will all night. Except when manny skipped off to the all
night diner for a few hours. Then he'd sleep.Those were the
circumstances Orton liked best.