LETS CALL HIM JERRY

 

LETS  CALL HIM JERRY:  LINDA  MARY  MONTANO

Due to the fact that this happened, I will change the name, circumstances, place, time, and most likely the real reason I am even telling this story. Here it goes.

Once upon a time there was someone, me, needing to _______________ .  Jerry was found, via a friend, and "hired" to help me __________. Problem was, the last time i needed to ___________, the institution that hired me to  ______________ paid(hired) the person helping me to _______________  via their accounting office and business procedures and protocol.  And you know how business protocol is:  it can be lenghty and nosey and complicated. Here is the problem and tragic flaw. Jerry was small-business. Jerry did not want to do paperwork. I didnt know that Jerry wanted the cash upfront and since  the other time i did _______ with someone Not small business, like Jerry was, $$$$$ was never mentioned when I asked Jerry to  _________________ me.  The institution paid. I never touched a cent!!!! Why should i talk $$$$ with Jerry.

Plot thickens: But oh, oh,  oh, I was wrong!!! Institutional paperwork had been sent to Jerry before we________  and as a result, disgruntled Jerry,  the whole time we were together working/doing _____________, he, in not a happy fashion,  reminded me right at the beginning of  _____  that he wanted his  $$$$$$  and that the place sponsoring me had sent very complicated papers/requests for Jerry to find/fill out and send back to them so that Jerry could be paid. Small-time Jerry  wanted his  $$$$$$  upfront,  right away, NOW and so I had to sit through my time with Jerry, listening to his over 70 year old complaints about, "Will I ever get paid for  doing ______________  for you."  I was wishing I had never ever asked Jerry to assist me , given the fact that I really could have done _______________   alone and without his help.  What a mistake!!! I thought that asking Jerry to help me would leave me stress free and soothe my 78 year old bones. Oye!!!   NOT!!!!!

A few days later I saw Jerry again ( after having humongously tipped him for Part 1)  and his first words were , " They .....this and that"  translated:  NO MONEY HAD COME MY WAY FROM THEM!!! For just over an hour I sucked it up and forgot about the kudos/applause/honors bestowed on me at the institution's event that I attended. Oye, no glory here! Just evil comedown and a punishing litany of my mistakes thinking the Jerry event would be smooth, easy and enjoyable like I had previously enjoyed when X, Y and Z performed________for me.  No such luck. I said goodbye  and thrust another humongous tip in his unhappy hands and wished him luck. Hoping the $$$  saga would solve itself.

Then came the BIG PANDEMIC!  The game-changer!! The leveler!!  The killer!!  The time eater!! The money annihilator!! The family creator/destroyer!! The job taker!!  The medical armageddon!!  Some strange bonuses blossomed: friends called/siblings bonded/The Pope told Catholics they could go to Confession  BY THEMSELVES, without a priest! Prayer lines/meditaion zooms/ yoga skypes/you tube breathing videos from the 70's surfaced.  In fact it was a kind of  NEW  70'S, a re-seeing of a time when love, food, getting high were free and the only viable language.  In fact, sometimes once non-speaking neighbors left food for shut-in elders on their doorsteps!!! It was a transition into The New Way via Lady Death's Way.  

So how does this have anything to do with Jerry and  $$$$$$$$$$$.  In my examen of conscience I thought, "Who have I harmed?" and thought again, hmmmmmmmmmmm,   if I were Jerry I would think that I was harmed by me. So I bit the bullet,  opened up the case again with an incredible, beyond incredible, beyond patient and beyond incredibly patient and incredible person from the institution that wanted "papiers" from Jerry, and this Mr Incredible took  8655 hours of his  time when he would rather be wearing his mask and gloves and finding food for himself in his  Trader Joe's in ____. YES!!! This Mr Incredible found a way to sort of make it , maybe make it, hopefully make it easy for me to cut Jerry out of my Current Karma Story so that I could focus on  writing my DNR DIRECTIVES for my brother and sister to follow when I called in the middle of Covir terrors some night in the future.  But no, NOT YET,   this same brother now had to walk me through  how to solve the  Linda and Jerry Make And Fix A Mess Story. And Jerry continued to be  scary-messy. 

Guess what LD ( Lady Death)?   $$$$$$$$$  doesn't  talk. 

Not The End.