The Money Transfer

I paid Bill the Google Master a visit. There was a worried look on Bill’s mechanic Sergio’s face. Bill was out of funds and was waiting for a money transfer from Germany to clear. Bill sold a 1964 Ford Galaxy station wagon, but without the money he couldn’t pay Sergio his salary. 

Sergio’s rent was overdue, and there was a three-hundred dollar ticket he needed to pay. Sergio was all nerves. He was biting his nails and shaking his legs as we sat and talked. Bill and I showed no mercy. We took it upon ourselves to tease Sergio for worrying.   

"What are you worried about? You’re not going to jail.” Bill said.

             “You don’t mess with tickets, that’s the one thing you don’t mess with, you pay tickets on time,” Sergio said angrily.

“There’s no room for you in jail, even if they wanted you, there’s no place to put you.” I said. 

“Just show up to court with a sling, and a cane,” Bill said.

             Sergio was not amused. He was still biting his nails and shaking his legs.