June 16, 2008
June 16, 2008 – Gomez Sr.
Now that you know a little about Gomez Jr., it’s only fair that you know a little about Gomez Sr. as well. The father and son duo. They both live down in Tijuana. I believe Gomez Sr. raises chickens. He also does work on the internet, pay per click marketing/advertising or something like that. He only comes in to Cortez to drive cab when he needs to supplement his income. I forget, he may share the cab with his son.
I like Gomez Sr. He strikes me as a pretty honest guy, which unfortunately seems to be a rarity here at Cortez Cab, where dishonesty runs rampant. I like Gomez Jr. as well for that matter. Gomez Jr. is a bit of an oddball, constantly espousing his beliefs about how the government is plotting against us, watching us, controlling us. Just the other day he was pushing some documentary made by a couple of kids. “Loose Change” it was called. Some far left extremist psychobabble, reminiscent of Michael Moore.
Gomez Sr. told me a funny story today. He told me that Catherine had some issues with his dress. Who knows what he was wearing, probably jeans and a t-shirt or something. That’s what most drivers wear. Well Gomez wanted to make a statement, he wanted to look sharp. Gomez picked out a nice dress shirt, buttoned it up, and put on a tie. And what did he pair that up with might you ask? Well, he thought that would look nice tucked into a pair of sweatpants. He said that Catherine just took a look at him, waited a second, and told him that he looked “absolutely ridiculous.” For once she was right.
This was better than the story that Gomez Sr. told me shortly after I first met him. We were talking about the job and our backgrounds, probably about business that day. I don’t remember the specifics, but I do remember the vivid details that Gomez Sr. offered about his taste in women. Not sure how the topic was sparked, although surely by Gomez Sr., but he began to tell me about how he liked “girls with big hairy bushes.” Oh no, that wasn’t all. He told me how he liked them wet, and how he loved to eat them, and just rub his face in them. What was most astonishing was how cavalier he was about the whole thing. How he just segued into the topic, from something completely unrelated. I had no rebuttal…