The Gymnast and the Gypsy

I decided against getting the truck at this time.  I will wait until things are safer economically.  I do not think the deals will be going away any time soon with so many people unemployed. 

The Gymnast was supposed to come over yesterday afternoon.  I received this text around 1:30 p.m.

Gymnast: Okay, so I've been up all night.  I'll still come to see you but not till later.  I have to bail Gypsy out of jail.  (Gypsy is the female friend she went to Europe with).

Bathwater:  I am sure there is a good story there.

Gymnast:  I wasn't even with her.  I was home in bed and got a call at like 1:00 a.m.

Bathwater: Well, good, you don't need to be going back to jail.  Of course, neither does she.  What was she doing?

Gymnast:  She was parked smoking, and someone called the cops on her.  They found one pill in her car.

Later did not materialize.  I am sure she is still dealing with getting Gypsy free.  I have this theory.  I am just speculating, but I get the feeling that the Gymnast and Gypsy are more than just friends.  The Gymnast had a boyfriend before, a want-to-be rapper that overdosed back in November, but she has told me she is not looking for one now.  Gypsy does not have a boyfriend either.  I am going to ask the Gymnast next time she comes over.

I am glad it is Friday.  Work has been slow.  My customers are on furlough or working from home.  Even the latter seems absent.  I am trying to trade the cost of getting my friend Sam's bike tuned up and a beer for a haircut.  I think that will make me feel more human than a new truck.