Homer stopped digging and leaned on his shove. “That friggin Dennis could have gotten me fired; we was still working Columbia when one afternoon he skedaddled without taking a shower, then calls me from his truck and tells me he forgot his igloo cooler lunch box, and would I bring it out to him. Me being the good guy that I am….”

Haydon wiped his forehead with his arm, “Good guy, my ass.”

“Anyway,” Homer continued, " I picked up the cooler and almost pulled my arm out of joint it was so heavy. But I carried it out passed the guard on the gate to Alfmatters pickup, parked at the far end of the row passed the bike racks, and I gives him the box, and he sez, “Thanks, buddy,” opens it up and there was a full gallon container of antifreeze in it. If that guard had asked me to open that cooler and spotted the antifreeze I’d a been fired. I gave Alf a piece of my mind, he just laughed and said, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“He was a rat bastard.” Homer said.