says, wishing for these three months to move faster, pissed Dale isnât dealing with this. âWhatâs your address, Stevie Walters?â
âOk, well, thatâs a whole other story. I was going to Santa Fe Community College, right? But I wasnât likinâ it that much so I dropped out. My parents found out about this and they kicked me outâthey live out in High Springs nowâused to live in Gainesvilleâbut they moved out there when I graduated high school a couple years back. So right now, Iâm living with Alvinâheâs friends with my friend Mouseâand heâs got a trailer real closeâbut thatâs not my home home , right? So I didnât know if you wanted my home-home or like where Iâm living now because I ainât on the lease or any of the bills or anything. I mean, it ainât like my parents would get mad if I was using their address for a job applicationâthey just kicked me out â cause I ainât workinâ right now or goinâ to school so theyâd probably be glad to see me applyinâââ
âYour address now. In the trailer.â Jeremy hands Stevie the application, his pen. âFill it in, please.â
Stevie scrawls in the trailerâs address. âSo why do you want to wash dishes for us, Stevie?â
âYou ever need money for something?â
âNo.â Jeremy says, trying to make the best of this, indulging both his mockery at those who have never taken Advanced Placement classes and the sumptuous thought of taking money from his savings account for the first time, far away from here, happy and not working for nonworking Dale.
âWell, I wanna kick ass and take names. I like to think of myself as a modern-day warrior, and if thatâs what I am, then of course I need to learn karate.â
âKarate.â
âYeah man.â
âModern-day warrior.â Jeremy leans back in the booth, idea fully hatched. âWhat does that mean?â
âIt means Iâm a badass. It means, ok, letâs say you hit somebody smaller than you. Not that thatâs gonna happen but letâs just say. You hit somebody whoâs smaller than you whoâs defenseless and all that shitâoh, sorry manâdidnât mean to swearâbut what Iâm saying isâif you did that I would hit you and fight you because thatâs what modern-day warriors do. They kick ass. If I see anything like that I get like âItâs time to take out the trash: HI-YAH!â â . . . And here, Stevie smacks the table with the side of his right hand, knocking two plates off the edge where they land on the extra-cheese-colored linoleum with a loud wobble-wobble. âIâll get that later, donât worry,â Stevie continues. âI mean it would be good practice if you hired me anyway, right? So Iâve been trying to teach myself karate and other bad ass moves like wrestlingââ
âYouâre teaching yourself karate?â Jeremy Moreland laughs in cracked pubescent guttural hee hee hees.
âAnd wrestling too. Itâs all part of being a kick-ass badass. Itâs what I wanna do, and if I get good enough, maybe I can be an instructor or something. Teach kids how to be modern-day warriors.â
Thereâs an awkward pause here. Jeremy wants to run to the back and laugh and laugh and laugh, but thereâs this awkward pause to fill, and filling it is beyond Jeremyâs paygrade. He canât wait for Dale to meet this guy.
âAnything else I should know about? Prison time? Drug offenses?â
âNo man. Just tryinâ to be . . . â
âA modern-day warrior. Got it,â Jeremy says. He points to the application sopping up even more grease from Stevieâs side of the table. âI just need you to write down your Social Security Number, a couple references, and anything else on there you