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Apr. 22, 2005 Tony “The Pick” Artiste was a feared man. He dressed in seven hundred dollar suits and wore a white fedora with two toned shoes. He had that way about him. When he walked into a room it always grew silent. Oh yeah, he never went anywhere without his violin case. No one wanted to rub this man the wrong way for the fear he would one day open that case and then he just might introduce them to his little friend. They all walked on eggshells when Tony was around. Tony almost never spoke but if he did it was a one or two words he needed to get his point across. I mean if he wanted to order lunch he would say “Ham and Swiss on rye with mustard” and there was usually no mindless chit chat with Tony. He was always precise and too the point. I knew a man once that said his brother knew this guy who had a sister that said she knew someone that knew Tony. I was that told a tale of a time when Tony didn’t get what he wanted the violin case was opened and he shot the place up and the whole diner crumbled to the ground. His reputation was violent but subtle. Tony the pick walked into the club I was bartending at one night. The room got very quiet. I was wiping a glass and looked around. It was amazing. All the rumors were coming true. I was ready for anything. I also was ready to crawl under the bar if necessary. He came over to the bar. He ordered this rare, three malt scotch and I nervously squeaked out an answer he might not wish to hear. I told him we didn’t carry that scotch and ducked under the bar. I waited for a few minutes and when I thought it was safe peeked out to see what he was doing. He was walking over to the stage we had where the three piece band was playing. He was carrying his case and a bar stool under his other arm. He placed the stool on the stage and laid the case on top of it. He slowly opened the case and everyone ducked down and squinted. Why is it when there is about to be gun fire people squint? Anyway, Tony reaches into his case. It all was happening in slow motion. ”Oh my God” I thought to my self. “This is it”. Just then Tony pulls out a small mandolin and joins the band in a few choruses of Maggie May. The moral of this story is about rumors. They have a way of getting out of hand. Tony as it seems was a regular guy who usually spent all his extra money on nice clothes and was a musician. No guns, no violence just a regular man trying to make a living. Now the room relaxes for we all know the truth about Tony “The Pick” Artiste. A gut walked over to Tony and bumped into him by mistake. Tony turned around looking at the man. The men that bumped into Tony never said excuse me or anything. Tony smiled back, turned for a moment then turned back to the man with his semi automatic in hand. He blew the man away and walked out of the bar. He did leave his mandolin behind and we hung it on the wall. This was a symbol to remind us how funny people can be. You can guarantee that the people that were in my bar that dark and sinister night are a more polite people. You can bet your life on that. I never did see Tony “The Pick” again nor did I want to. The way I figure it is that if you have to be a phony to be liked then why bother getting out of bed. I knew many like Tony. I write about them all the time. Oh, yeah, from time to time I get a call from them asking me to back off but I just tell them “Its what I do.” I write about people and if they happen to be in my path then so be it. My name is bob D Caterino and I am an author. Most of what I write about has comedic undertones. I find the humor in everything I come across. Hey, if we don’t laugh we will get ajada, heart burn. Ciao for now and thanks for reading my stuff. ------------ About the author: Bob D Caterino is a writer that we all either hate or love. His work can be found at http://www.ebookmall.com/ebook/163908-ebook.htm. My website: www.geocities.com/bdcaterino http://bdcaterino.proboards36.com/index.cgi To visit my message boards. He hopes the death threats will stop. It is only words he uses. Laugh and lighten up will ya? Email: bobdcaterino56@aol.com Tell a friend about this site! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com and are not allowed to be posted on other websites. ARTICLE THIEVES WILL BE PROSECUTED! |
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