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Let me try to stay current - but this was one day last week.
"I think I've seen you here before, right?" I nod. "Yeah. I remember thinking that I hoped they didn't put me with you because you seem so, I don't know, serious or something." Didn't even faze me - I laughed. "Yeah, I know," I say. "Raymond always laughs at me."
He's a youngish Latino guy, says he's 31 but who knows. For some reason, I'm very nice and tolerant of him. He says he's really hungover and needs a beer.
We are doing the southside of Santa Monica Blvd. Its early when we get back to the corner where we started, heading east this time. He wanders into 'the City's Best Burger' or whatever its called and I figure he's 'doing the needful and keep sweeping.
Eventually, he tells me he got a beer back at the burger place. I really had no idea.
"I didn't mean to be discourteous by not offering you a drink back there." He says he's trying to expand his English vocab and 'discourteous' is a big word for him. I let him know I'm fine.
We begin to discuss why people drink alcohol. He finds another place to grab a beer.
He doesn't want to walk past his place of employment, so we ending up wearing down the pavement over the same few blocks, since there was no Julio on our ass.
Towards the end of our shift he introduces himself as Leo. I introduce myself. He asks if thats my christian name like his christian name is Juan but he tells people to call him Leo. I say no, its not quite the same.