The School for Leaders

A Story

Kevin!

Kevin! Where are ya? Come over here. Your mom brought you these

clothes. Go ahead and put them on. We’re gonna go to the Polish church

and you’ll sit in the front row for this Polish Government delegation

that we should greet there.

Mom! What the hell is this? A pajama or what?

Calm down, Kevin. It’s a Cracoviak suit.

Yeah, but look at this stupid funny looking hat? Ain’t gonna put no

outfit like that on me, no frigging way mom! What will Jenny and Josh

say if they see me in this? Mom… why do we have to do stuff like that?

What’s wrong with us?

I promise you, this is gonna be the last time. See, I signed up for

this stupid leadership course in Poland. Your grandma was Polish and I

just thought I’ll see the place she came from and I’ll have a free

vacation in Poland. They paid for everything. But now, I guess, it’s

time to pay for my stupidity. Nothing’s free. They keep dragging me to

these meetings with these dumb Polish politicians and so on. Plus your

father has issues at work. They signed a contract for making something

for the government and his boss told him they’ve seen me meeting with

these politicians from Poland, so now they are afraid of giving your

dad a security clearance or something like that. See Kevin, we have to

move to the other city. They’ll transfer dad to their other plant for

less pay where they make something less important. Somewhere at the

East Coast or he can look for a job himself.

Oh no, mom! That’s too much! This shitty clothes and moving yet? I

won’t see my girlfriend Jenny anymore. Now, this is too much! I know

you asked me many times not to swear, but fuck this dumb Polish crap!

Fuck it!

Ok, ok, Kevin. They won’t find us after we move and we’ll be normal again. Put these clothes on…

2009-05-26 00:55

via Szkoła Mistrzów Strzelania Sobie w Stopę – Stary Wiarus: “W Temacie Maci” – Salon24.