Charleys Big day!

[prometheus 2]

"Jeeze is this job boring”, Charley groaned.

Not a trouble call for a week and that was to get a cat out of a dryer, what a mess! Nothing technical. He had all these fancy tools and a brand new shinny tool box but not a chance to use it.

He picked his 6' lanky body up out of the chair and began to pace. His hand went through his dark brown hair before he adjusted his tie and straightened his jacket His brown eyes blazed with indignation at the idea of wearing the damn thing but it was company policy like those blue uniform pants two sizes to small did'nt they know about xxLarge around here. He’d much be wearing a soft
faded pair of jeans and a t- shirt that would show off his broad shoulders and his bulging biceps. At 22 he'd just graduated from tech school and was raring to show off his stuff. He just needed a customer. like now already.

His pacing was interupted by the ringing of the phone another telemarketer he grumbled but rushed to pick it up any way. Trying to be pleasant he said.

“ Hello Maytag repair shop, This is Charley.”

From the phone came the sweetest voice Charley swore he had ever heard...

”......Charley...Help.”.

He almost dropped the phone...

this is a closed thread for dreamwvr1290 and myself please read along and enjoy.

 

[dreamwvr1290]

Teresa

"Damn"! I said a little too loudly, to no one in particular.

My first apartment. Moving was a big pain. Trying to find furniture that was second hand, and didn't smell like cigarettes put out in mayonnaise was a challenge. But with the help of my friends I thought things were shaping up.

Until this morning. The fridge was also second hand. But it was neat, had an ice cube maker and water in the door. Doesn't take much to make me happy! Well the water decided to quit, which meant no ice cubes either. Not a good thing in the summer!

I called Trish. Her husband can't fix a thing, so I thought she might know a repairman. She gave me a number and said to ask for Charlie. She also told me he was a cutie, and it was too bad she was married. I thought Yeah, OK! My friends are always trying to fix me up.

So I picked up the phone and dialed. “Hello, Maytag repair shop, this is Charley” He said after 2 rings. “Charley…. Help. I got your number from my friend Trish. My fridge is on the fritz. The water quit, it’s not making ice cubes. Could you PLEASE come over and take a look?” I hope I didn’t sound too nuts or too desperate. Charley said he could fit me in this afternoon, around 3pm. “That would be perfect” I told him and we hung up. They must be pretty busy down there.

Ok, guess I had better get the kitchen cleaned up. I started the hot water running to wash the dishes. Always soothing to wash dishes. I just hate it when things go wrong. Which for me they always do!!! Are you suppose to dress up when a repairman comes? My mother would, she’d clean the whole, house take a shower, put on a housedress and fix her hair. Lotta work! I had on cut off shorts and a tank top. My long curly red hair was pulled back in a ponytail. This will have to do! Finishing the dishes I went into the living room/ office area. Sitting at the computer, I thought I’d try and get some work done before Charley gets here……………

 

[prometheus 2]

Charley

I hung up the phone hoping that I didn't sound too anxious, wanting to sound professional on my first job. I got my appointment book out stared at the blank page getting ready to write. Oh shit, I said under my breath I didn't even get her name and address. Thank god for caller Id.

I dialed the number displayed and waited for her to answer.

"Hello, the same soft voice answered.'

"Is this the party that just called about the refrigerator on the fritz, Trishes friend."

I heard her apogetic yes, followed by a the sweetest giggle I'd ever heard.

"Guess I forgot to tell you my name and address huh"

"Yes, mam I replied.in a profesional voice" That certainly would help."

 

[dreamwvr1290]

Teresa

Hanging up the phone, I couldn't believe it.

He must think I am a complete idiot!!!! Why does weird stuff always happen to me?

Like the time I tried to get that kitten out from under my car. It was yellow, fluffy and cute. Until I tried to pull it out from the wheel well. I think it was actually a tiger! Scratched the shit out of my hand!!! But I did learn my lesson. Getting the leaf rake and using the handle, I poked at it until it ran out. Ran like its butt was on fire. Never saw it again! Good thing! Just one situation in a long line of weird things that happen to me.

Sitting back down at the computer, I was thinking of that sexy voice on the phone. I say sexy because Charley's voice was so deep. I like that.

Ok, shaking my head.....I get back to the accounting work I need to finish today.

 

[prometheus 2]

Charley

Teresa, I say to myself as I write it in my appointment book Thats a nice name, wonder if she likes to be called Terri or Tes or maybe has some other nickname. last name. Oh shit didn't get that or maybe she didn't tell me. got her adddress though. I wrote it down. 1542 honeysuckle drive 3:00 P.M. Fifteen minutes from here so I've a couple of hours to kill. Enough time to check my tool box maybe shine it up a bit and get some lunch on the way there.


On the way I pass a park around a quiet blue lake. I pull over to watch the sailboats cruise by. Some day I think I'm going buy one of those, go sailing. I was daydreaming about the carribean, cruising off the virgin islands when I look at mys watch. Oh shit! where did the time go, 2:15 and Ie haven't had lunch yet. I stop at a fast food joint order my favorite, shrimp. Fast food.. Jeeze, it took them 20 minutes to fill mys order.

Turning the corner on to Honeysuckle, no time to eat, it's almost 3, there it is cute little duplex 1542 on the left. Up the steps, tool box in hand I straighen my tie and ring the bell......

 

[dreamwvr1290]

Teresa

Being an accountant for some of the small businesses in town can be very interesting. Some of my clients can be very creative! For instance…..Mr. McCleary who owns the local grocery store. Thinks no one knows about the “mistress”. But I get to see the expense account. His secretary goes along to out of town food conventions. Only one room.

Ms. Henry who owns the art gallery. She goes to a shrink twice a week. Writes it off as research. Maybe a stretch? Researching the minds of artists!

Right now I am working on payroll for Harvey’s Auto Emporium. They fix, sell, and do body work on cars. Bigger operation than most of my accounts. But nice when my car isn’t running right. How was I suppose to know when the oil light went on…..you were suppose to add oil!!!

The door bell scared the heck out of me. Looking at the clock in the right hand corner of the computer I see it is 3! My how time flies when you are having fun!!

Jumping up, I all but crash over my chair. God, I hope he didn’t hear that.

Opening the door, I gasp. My, what a hunk of a man!!!! I stare for what I am sure is not a polite amount of time!!! He’s got brown hair and brown eyes. Eyes you could swim in.

“Ah, you must be Charley.” I manage stammer. “I’d ask for ID, but I am sure you wouldn’t be wearing that uniform unless somebody made you.” My attempt at humor. “Please come in.”…………………

 

[prometheus 2]

Charley , w /pants and tie to tight

Good morn....err afternoon Mam I say my voice squeaking , I'm not sure if it's because I'm nervous or if my pants are too tight but I go on trying to act professional by lowering my voice and trying not to lower my gaze as she is drop dead gorgeous.

She's got on this tank top that exposes her creamy complexion with a smattering of coral freckles springled delightfully across the front of her exposed shoulders and above the cloth that is stretched tight over what appears to be a most bodacious set of lungs. My mind is whirling thinking I've been reading too many pulp magazines back at the shop even my thoughts have picked op on their language.

Cool it Charley I tell myself don't even think of looking any lower, the first glimpse as she had opened the door was of a very nice set of legs below a very short pair of cut offs, but don't look again, save some gawking for later.

So I straighten my tie and try to look her in the eyes, not sure if they are blue or green 'cause mine are starting to mist over seeing her pert lips and that gorgeos red hair thats just asking for my fingers to run through it.

Get grip, Charley I admonish myself again. You gotta get out more often. Taking a deep breath I remind myself what I'm here for so I stick out my hand and with a twinkle in my eye say "Yes Mam that's me, Charley the Maytag repairman at your service." I square up my shoulders and point to my name tag on my chest.

 

[dreamwvr1290]

Teresa

“Charley, It is so nice to meet you.” He holds out his hand and I shake it. “My what big hands you have.” I giggle. I think that I have completely lost my mind!!! I never act like this. His first impression of me – he probably thinks I am nuts!!!

“Please come in. The fridge is this way.” He comes in the door and follows me to the kitchen. I sit on a stool at the bar facing him.

“What seems to be the problem Miss?” He asks me. “Charley, please call me Tess. My full name is Teresa, but no one has called me that for a long time. Well, the water doesn’t work. When I press the button nothing happens. The ice doesn’t work either. The water doesn’t bother me so much, but it’s hard to do without ice when the summer weather gets so hot. I paid a lot for this refrigerator, I expect the damn thing to work.”

My hand flies to my mouth immediately. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to swear.” Oh great, now he thinks I have a potty mouth…………………….

 

[prometheus 2]

Charley

"Tess, I say that's a nice name."
I say the name in my mind again "Tess", remembering the workshop on pr we had recently. this guy told us it was important to remember names, taught us a method called association . so I look at Tess and think hmmm... Tess..... big breast.... Tess I think again, trying to keep my eyes on her face.

She sounds urgent when she explains her problem and upset too can't say as I blame her. No ice and its getting so hot.

I loosen my tie and that helps but this shirt is still strangling me.

"Mind if I take my tie off." I say, "Easier to work with it off."

Tess, nods her eyes brighten and her hair bounces around her shoulders.

Seeing she doesn't mind I unbutton the top three buttons of my shirt too. Sure feels better. I open my tool box and discover my lunch on top where I'd stuffed it in at the drive inn.

The smell of shrimp envelops me and I'm suddenly hungry.

I turn to Tess and say rather lamely

"Like to join me for lunch, I think there's enough for the both of us here, do you like shrimp? we could reheat them in the microwave, that is if that works ok."

I blush a little on account of I'm rambling on

 

[dreamwvr1290]

Tess

Lunch, I had completely forgotten about lunch! “Charley, I’d love to share your lunch.” “And yes the microwave does work.” I laugh. Jumping down from the stool I get two plates from the cupboard, and set them on the bar. Getting silverware from the drawer I tell Charley to go ahead and heat the delicious smelling shrimp up in the microwave.

I open the fridge and do a little rummaging. “Charley, how about some cheese? I have some wine, but I don’t suppose you’re allowed to drink on the job. Kinda like a cop! I do have some soda. Your choice."

Charley didn’t answer right away. He was busy pushing buttons on the microwave. I set out the cheese and got out a couple baguettes from the bread drawer.

Jeeze, I’m getting pretty excited about having lunch with the appliance guy! He does look cute studying the buttons on the microwave. Maybe it’s a professional thing.

“Charley, what do you want to drink?”

 

[prometheus 2]

Charley

"I'll take a rain check on the wine I say, maybe ...some other time, when I'm not on company time."
I turn around and wink at her, gosh she's cute.

"I'm new with this maytag dealer and don't want to screw it up, I'm not much of a drinker anyway but a little wine some other time would be fine. I'll take a root beer, if you have one."

The microwave signals that the shrimp is done and I take it out and set it on the counter along side of the cheese and bread.

"A loaf of bread a jug of rootbeer and thou" I say grining and then add.

"Oh thats just some poem I read somewhere about lovers on a picnic back in Persia I think. Omar Khyam I think his name was. Quite a wine drinker I suspect. and a lover too I heard."

Tess must be hungry as she quickly reaches for a steaming piece of shrimp. "Carefull, I say but too late as she drops the shrimp and shouts. "Damn that's hot!"

Without thinking I grab her hand and raising it to my lipsand kiss it like I would do for my little sister if she had an owwie. I look into her mksty eyes and say "Is that all better" and then realizing what I had just done blush and lower my gaze. Seeing whats below that sweet face I blush again and clearing my throat, trying to act profesional say,

"Maybe its time to look at that refrigerator."