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problem with his sinuses.
    â€œDoyouthinkyoucanplayme?”
    He blurted it out so fast, at first I couldn’t make out what he said.
    â€œCould you repeat that?”
    â€œHa!” he said, with a snort. Then he spelled it out for me. “Do . . . you . . . think . . . you . . . can . . . play . . . me?”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œYou know what I’m saying.”
    â€œI’m not sure what you mean.”
    Monster paused as though he was ready to drop the bomb on me.
    â€œYou gonna play me? Are you gonna play me?”
    â€œI pride myself on my professionalism. I don’t take it lightly.”
    â€œI’m not talking about that.”
    I wanted to ask what was he talking about, but I figured that wouldn’t get me hired.
    â€œI’m a very loyal employee. That’s how I’ve always been. It’s second nature to me.”
    â€œIt’s more than loyalty.”
    â€œI’m not sure I understand what you’re saying.”
    â€œThen that means you’re not down. I only hire down cats.”
    I was beyond confused.
    â€œI’ll ask you once more. Are you gonna play me?”
    â€œI don’t intend to play you.”
    Another pause and more raspy breathing.
    â€œI’m supposed to believe you? I think you’re lying. Tell me this, are you experienced?”
    â€œWhat, in a Jimi Hendrix way?”
    â€œYeah, exactly. That’s exactly what I’m saying. You’ve got to be down for me.”
    My stomach sank. If he thought I was going to be getting loaded with him after dinner, that wasn’t where my head was at. “I understand!” I said.
    â€œUnderstand what?”
    â€œWhat you said about being down.”
    â€œBeing down? What did I say about that?”
    Now, my breathing was all raspy. Was he high? He had to be high; only people who were fucked up out of their minds but who thought they were under control talked like that.
    â€œLong as you down for me it’s all true. You know what I’m saying,” he said, excitedly.
    â€œYeah,” I said, nodding, even though I knew he couldn’t see me unless he had a hidden camera. That I wouldn’t put past him.
    â€œAre you gonna poison me?” he blurted, surprising the hell out of me. Of all the crazy-assed things I’ve been asked in my life, this surprised me into stupid silence.
    â€œI’ve never poisoned anyone,” I said, with conviction.
    More raspy breathing.
    â€œYou’re not gonna put anything sick into my food?”
    â€œSick?”
    â€œAre you going to poison me?”
    â€œI can’t say you’ll love everything I’ll cook, but I can guarantee I’ll never poison you.”
    â€œHa, you funny. I’ll get back to you.”
    The speakerphone went silent.
    Bridget looked at me with suspicion.
    â€œDid you have any idea what you were saying?”
    I nodded without conviction.
    â€œMonster likes people to be straight with him.”
    â€œI was being straight. What, I didn’t sound straight?”
    Bridget snorted.
    â€œI don’t think you knew what you were saying. You were willing to say anything to get him to hire you.”
    I never did like this Bridget, and she didn’t like me. If it weren’t for Asha, I’m sure she wouldn’t have had anything to do with me. I didn’t have a problem with that except for the fact that I did need this job.
    â€œI don’t see what the problem is. We seem to have hit it off.”
    â€œFirst of all, that wasn’t Monster.”
    â€œHuh? Who was it?”
    â€œMonster’s assistant.”
    â€œAssistant? He sounds like a thug high on something.”
    â€œWell, he is a thug. He calls himself Thug. That’s his name as far as you’re concerned.”
    I felt tricked. It wasn’t right and Bridget needed to know how I felt.
    â€œBridget, you know I need this job, but