By Ron Pestone
I hung up and picked up the next line and this time it was Old Yellow. I never even got the guy’s name. In a rampage he screamed that Old Yellow was going to make us so miserable that we would pray for death. I’ve been threatened before but this was over the top. They had the connections to teach scabs a lesson they would never forget. We were in a world of trouble. When Old Yellow finished with us me and my partner would be selling hot dogs off a push cart.
I listened as long as I could then cut him off by saying, “You have nothing to worry about, the job will be opened tomorrow and all the union problems will be gone. My attorney is just composing a telegram to your headquarters. The General Contractor for the job and the sheet metal union are resolving all issues. Please stay calm and I’d love to continue talking to you but my attorney is on the other line and we have to work on that telegram, I promise you that you can rest easy.”
I hung up and took calls from Tony my foreman and the General Contractor. Then I called my sheet metal subcontractor and when I got him on the phone, barked, “I don’t know what the hell is going on but you have one hour to show up at my office with a signed union agreement.”
The other end of the line was silent. Then I barked, “One hour! I don’t have a copy in my hand you’re terminated and I’ll sue the living shit out of you for all the damage you’ve caused.”
My sub on the other end of the line laughed and hung up.
I called him four more times but he never picked up.
Irene must have filled my wife in on everything because when she showed up with our late lunch she was ready to fight.
I looked at her, laughed and said, “What the hell you gonna do. It’s just one of those days.”
She gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek and we sat in the conference room and wolfed down our sandwiches.
After our ten minute lunch we wrote out all the telegrams including one to our sub terminating him. While Irene processed them with Western Union my wife and I went to my office to discuss strategy.
Suddenly the sky turned very dark and we were surrounded by a huge lighting storm. It was close and it was dangerous. We got up and watched out a side window as a vicious lightning bolt hit the maple tree next to our driveway and a giant limb the size of a telephone pole came crashing to the ground scraping the window and the side of the office. Suddenly there was lighting everywhere around us. Huge loud bolts crashing through the sky smashing into the ground. We scooted to the front window and watched as one of the largest lightning bolts I ever saw hit a tree on the farm opposite us where a bunch of cows were huddled under a huge tree in the field. When the bolt cracked it shot through one cow killing it instantly and left another one struggling to stand up.
End of Chapter 4
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