I am apartment 1399. I am the host of Life Support at 8 p.m. Monday-Monday. I am the voice heard throughout Wilshire Tower at dawn's peak, for I am the shower singer you all seek at 6 a.m. I am the grandson of Bubby Doestein, founder of Schmorgaboard. I am the scarf you wrap around your neck, for you probably bought it at the street corner where I knit them myself and have the hot-dog stand man sell them for me.
Friends ... well I'd be lying if I said friends ... group members call me Doestein, John Doestein. It's somewhat ironic that I hold Life Support in my cubicle, for it offers the rooftop up only a small fire- escape ladder. How many suicides have I seen? Too many. How many attempts have I stopped? Well ... none ... yet.
Jedadiah Maloney:
ReplyDeleteHe wondered over to the dumpster behind the Smorgasbord deli, "I'd like to buy food, not dig through the trash like a mangy dog, there's nothing but day-old pastrami and kugal, and I'm sick of it" he muttered under his breath.