I turned over and looked at my alarm clock. It was one in the afternoon. I guess now was as good a time as any to wake up. I slowly got out of bed, getting to my feet and walking out of my room and into the kitchen.
"Hey man. You finally awake?" My room mate greeted me as I entered the kitchen.
"Is there coffee?" I asked, sounding as well as looking groggy, sitting opposite Will at the table.
"There was in the morning." Will replied. "You do know what time it is don't you?"
"Yeah. But when you got no work, does it really matter what time you wake up?" I replied with a question.
"Guess not." He replied.
"You got today's papers?" I asked.
"Yeah." Will replied pointing at them on the table at the side of me.
I opened the paper to the jobs section, looking to see if I could find something, anything. I hate being unemployed. It meant you had no money to do anything and how are you suppose to even attempt to pick girls up at bars when you can't even buy them a drink?
"Anything good there?" Asked Will.
"Not really." I replied. "Most of them are out of my field." I replied as I noticed something. "Hold on." I said. "I think I've found something."
"What is it?" He asked.
"Dog walker needed for a bulldog, Cairn terrier and a Boston terrier. Needed for an immediate start." I read the advert out.
"So you're gonna be a dog walker?" Will sniggered slightly.
"It's the only thing being advertised here that I can actually do." I replied scanning the page quickly with my eyes. "I'm not a plumber or a brick layer." I said using some of the adverts for jobs on the page as an example.
"Fair point." He replied.
"Anyways, what the fuck are you doing here at this time of day. Don't tell me you lost your job too."
"I've been coming home for lunch over the past week or have you not noticed?" He laughed.
"I got more important things to worry about then your comings and goings." I said getting up going to the fridge and taking out what I needed to fix myself a sandwich.
I picked up the phone and sat back down at the table, eating my sandwich, than dialling the number on the page.
"Hi." I said. "Can I speak to.... Brian?" I asked reading the name of the advert.
"Speaking." The guy replied.
"Hi. My name is Kash and I saw an advert for a dog walker." I started.
"Oh. Thank God!" The guy on the other end of the phone said. "I thought no one was going to answer the ad." He laughed. "We need someone desperately to look after them for tonight, so that's when you'll start."
"So there's no interview process or anything?" I asked.
"How are you with dogs?" He asked.
"Never had a problem with them. My brother has a dog, I use to help take care of it when I use to live at home." I said hoping that it'd help my cause.
"That's good enough for me, be side's, they're Megan's dogs not mine." He whispered and then laughed. "But don't tell her that." He added laughing some more.
"OK, so have you got a pen and paper handy?" He asked. I quickly picked a pen up.
"Yeah." I said and he gave me his address that I wrote on the newspaper and tore out.
"So be here for six tonight." He said.
"No problem." I replied and hung up.
"You finally got your ass a job then?" Will laughed.
"Even if it is something as lame as dog walking, a job's a job." I replied, getting up to hit the shower and try to look more presentable.
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The address wasn't too far away from my apartment, so I decided to walk there. The main factor for my choice was the fact that I could not afford gas to drive there. I under estimated the speed that I could walk in and ended up getting there ten minutes early, so I walked up and down the street a couple of times to make time pass before walking up their drive way.
Their house looked huge, it was obvious that they must be loaded. Which reminded me, I didn't have a clue how much they were going to pay me. I was hoping it would be a lot, from the looks of their huge house, they could afford to. But then again, I had no idea how much a dog walker gets.
I walked up to the front door and rung the bell. I waited a few moments before the door opened.
"I'm Kash." I introduced myself. I was pretty sure the guy that opened the door was Brian.
"The dog walker right?" He asked.
"Yeah."
"Come in." He said. I looked at him and thought the guy looked a little familiar.
"I'm meeting Megan for dinner, so I need you to take care of the little guy until nine. You cool with that?"
"Yeah." I replied. I couldn't help but noticed he said little guy. I thought there was more than one?
After hearing his girlfriends name, it started to hit me who he was. He was the guy that played Kyle Reese's brother in the Sarah Conner Chronicles and more importantly, that meant that the woman who he was referring to as Megan was his fiancé Megan Fox of Transformers fame.
It didn't really matter right now, seeing as though she was meeting him for dinner, which meant she wasn't in the house and was probably on her way to wherever they were having dinner from wherever she was currently at.
"OK, you're not gonna be walking a dog." Brian started.
"Really?" I asked.
"Megan's got six of them, so there's no way a total stranger is gonna be able to handle all of them, so we got that already taken care of."
"So exactly what am I gonna be doing?" I asked feeling a little confused and deceived.
"You'll be looking after Piggy smalls." He smiled.
"Piggy smalls?" I asked and Brian laughed.
"Let me introduce you to him." I followed Brian as he led me into the kitchen.
"Please don't tell me that's Piggy smalls." I said as I saw a pig sniffing at the cooker.
"Now if I put down pig walker, even less people would've applied for the job." Brian laughed. It was quite obvious that he found this hilarious.
"How many people applied?" I asked.
"Just you. But if I had written pig walker, we probably wouldn't have even had you phoning for the job."
"Yeah." I agreed, knowing in the back of my mind that I was so desperate, I probably still would've applied.
"So I walk him for two hours?" I asked.
"Hell no! This is a pig! You really think he can walk for half an hour let alone two?" Brian laughed.
"So I walk him to my apartment and then walk him back here for nine?" I asked sounding unsure.
"Bingo!" Brian said taking a leash out and putting it on Piggy smalls. "There you go buddy." Brian handed me the leash.
"What does he eat?" I asked.
"He's a pig. He eats anything." Brian laughed.
I walked Piggy smalls out of the house and Brian waved good bye as I started to lead him towards my apartment. I was pretty lucky that it was seven right now, this meant there was less people out and about and less of a chance of me being spotted by someone I might know.
So, I managed to get Piggy smalls back to my apartment and I had to admit. The thing wasn't the normal picture that you have when you think of a pig. A messy little fucker that rolls in it's own filth. This pig was very clean and didn't eat like there was no tomorrow.
I decided to kill time by putting a movie on. I didn't know which one I was gonna put on, but I decided to make some pop corn first, which made Piggy Smalls get quite excited. Guess he's a fan of popcorn. I sat down and decided to stick 'The Crow' on and watch it for the millionth time. Piggy Smalls sat at the floor.
"Dude? What the fuck?" Will asked as he entered the living room once he got home from work.
"This is the dog that I'm 'walking.'" I did air quotes as I tossed a pop corn towards Piggy Smalls mouth and he quickly opened his mouth and caught it.
"You see, I don't know if that's something he already knew how to do or if it's something I taught him in the last half hour, but it's still pretty cool." I said as I started to flick more pop corn Piggy Smalls way.
"I can't believe you agreed to do it." Will laughed sitting down beside me.
"Money makes the world go round my friend." I replied and we continued to watch the movie. Once it ended I got up and stretched.
"Come on little piggy. Time to go home." Piggy Smalls, obediently got up very quickly.
"That's a well trained pig." Will said.
"Yeah." I said as I left the house, wanting to drop him off and get back as soon as I could.
But once I got there, no one was answering the door and there was nothing in their doorway. I waited about fifteen minutes before I got bored.
"Fuck this!" I muttered under my breath as I got up. I decided to tie one end of the leash to something and leave Piggy Smalls at the front porch so they could find him once they got home, but the little piggy looked up at me with big, sad eyes and I couldn't leave the little guy there.
"OK bacon bits, you're lucky I have such a soft heart or I'd be leaving your ass here." I said as I undid his leash and started to lead him all the way back home.
"What happened?" Will asked. "Why'd you come back with the pig?"
"No one was home." I replied.
"So you're just gonna keep him?" He asked.
"Well, I was gonna leave him tied to their front porch but I just couldn't do it. He looked all scared and..."
"Have you grown attached to the pig?" Will asked with a smirk on his face.
"Fuck you! Just cause I am a nice person doesn't mean I'm attached to the ham."
"So how will they know you still have the pig?" Will raised a good point, it's not like Brian took my number or address down. Which was pretty careless on his part.
"I dunno." I said shrugging my shoulders sitting down on the couch. Piggy Smalls came up to my feet and lay down on the floor.
It was about another half hour before the phone rang and Will answered.
"Dude? The phones for you." He said covering the mouth piece. "He sounds pissed."
"Hello?" I said taking the phone from Will.
"I thought I said to bring Piggy Smalls back at nine." Brian said.
"I thought so too. I bought pork chops back at nine, waited fifteen minutes and then headed back home." I replied.
