“They’re not nasty if they were just washed,” Jamie huffed.
“Please, get some decent underwear,” Joesph pleaded.“It breaks my soul to see those old man jockeys.”
“I don’t see where it’s any of your business, and I’m the only one who’s going to see them.”
“You never know,” Joesph sang, a lascivious expression on his face.
Jamie shook his head.“You’re impossible.”
“Oh!”Joesph gave a shake.“Um...what time do you think you’ll be back?”
“In time to cook us some dinner.Why?”
“Well...Mike is coming to give me some details about that beam, is all.I didn’t want...you know...”
“Hey, I don’t know the guy all that well and as far as I’m concerned, he’s just another customer.I don’t care one way or another if he’s here or not.”
Joesph nodded, not saying anything further.
“Okay, then.”Jamie tossed his keys.“I’m outta here.I should be back within an hour with those kitchen specs.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
It took no time atall to run by a copy store and print off the documentation for all the new equipment he’d ordered.He made two copies, one for Joesph and one for himself.He got a new accordion file holder for himself, thinking it would come in handy.He also called Adrian at the credit union and transferred some money to pay for it all.
Jamie felt accomplished.I know it’s a lot of money, but I also think it’s money well spent.He turned the Mercedes onto the highway, destination: the outlet mall.
When he walked into the coolness of the Calvin Klein store, he breathed deeply.There was nothing like the smell of a new clothing store.He knew exactly what he was shopping for and was only in the store for thirty minutes.
His next stop was a clothing store.This proved to be more complicated.Jamie didn’t like shopping for clothes.He didn’t want to stand out, not like Joesph.He wanted simple and comfortable.
“May I help you?”a woman who was about Jamie’s age asked.
“Yes, please.”Jamie looked around.“I need...well, some decent clothes.Jeans, some T-shirts, and maybe a pair of slacks and a dress shirt or two.”
She looked Jamie over, assessing him.“Right.Follow me.What’s your waist size?”
