On Tha Subway

Its been a while since I rode the Lexington Ave Express Uptown, even longer since I rode the 6 train to Parkchester. I'm going there to see a good friend Tony, T Gamble. I knew this guy and his 2 brothers since, well the early 60's growing up. The South Bronx, 859 Home Street, and 1322 Prospect Ave. If you don't know about that area, ya better ask somebody. There are 3 Gamble brothers, Tony being the youngest. There's Terry, who is my age, and Poo is the other middle brother. His nickname is Poo, but when we were younger it was Winni, get it.

But Tony is my man. We went through some good times together in the early 80's when I came home from the Army. Then the late 80's, that era we all know, we went through some strange and hard times. Back then some made it, with bruises, and some didn't make it at all. Truth be told, today and every so often, I see people from back then. They still are stuck in that time and place, doing the same old thing. When I see them, I think back and I say to myself, I was like that also, so that's how the world saw me. But I don't hold it against them, like some back then didn't hold it against me. Some sink, and some swim. I learned to swim. But don't get me wrong, sometimes I THINK about sinking, it happens. Its also scary too. I wonder if people feel the same as I do when they learn to swim again, but think about the sinking. I was told that I'm not the only one who feels that way, there are others. I know there are others.

I'm afraid for Tony though, but this will be the first time I have seen him since, hell I don't even know how long like 15, 20 years. I spoke with him on the phone, and some of the feelings that he is feeling, might cause him to sink again. He tells me he gets stressed out at times, so he like to relax and ease the pressures. I can't so that, I don't know when to stop, but I always do. I tired of starting over again and again.

So this is my first meeting with T. They are looking for help in my field, and I know some people who know some people, who owe me favors. I'm not cashing them in just yet, just throwing feelers out. T knows his way around a kitchen, and from what I was told from him, he managed a kitchen in VA, I think that's what he said. But everything depends on my first impression of him. Its like I'm the interviewer, I will know in the first 30 seconds, I'm giving it that much time, anything more to me is hoping for him to say the right things, or don't say the wrong things.

Its hard repping some one for employment, and I was told never recommend friends. I did it one time a couple of years ago, it was for a dishwasher position at Lonesome Dove Western Bistro. The Chef, Tim Love, and his Sous Chef asked me what was wrong with the guy that I sent down to him. Apparently the guy I recommended go all racial in the restaurant. They paid him 150 dollars for 2 hours of work and sent him home. The next day I asked this guy what happened, he said nothing, everything was cool. Strange.

Four more stops and I'm in Parkchester and I'm nervous too. I wonder why?
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