Hellhoundz

HellHoundz Series One

I was born 4 months premature to a Blue-collar family. My dad, a local mechanic and my mother a hair stylist did the best they could to raise me. By the age of five my ears poked out like a troll doll and my eyes were crossed eyed. It made it difficult for people to know if I was talking to a specific person. Once I entered Kindergarten I was so tall and skinny kids in school teased me by calling me Little Linguini. So far so good.

Aside from not being able to pay much attention at school and having issues with all forms of authority, I found myself in the top Ivy League school in the country. To my surprise I concluded that school wasn't for me. The question then lays, how did a six-foot four malnourished child make it into the top school in the country and still live in his parent's garage. I'll tell you. I'm a computer hacker and Robotics engineer. Surprised? Not really.

Tefi Repairs which shines on a bright hologram sign just above my garage is a business which shows my ability to quickly fix electronic devices with all sorts of issues. I figured I could use this as my day to day cash flow opposed to being trapped behind a desk all day. Most clients come in and out dropping off their devices as they usually do. Of course, no day is complete without my regular client Jennifer coming in to visit. While she may be easy on the eyes. You know the type full voluptuous breast that would make Pamela Anderson blush and a flat ass but a cute face to complete the full package for a 17 year old. Jennifer tends to always break her devices in the most extreme manner which Usually involves a coffee spill and components of her tablet shattered into pieces.

Cut to:

Jennifer dressed up in full baseball uniform enters an empty baseball stadium. Approaches the plate, taps the edge of shoes with bat, gets in batting positing. Suddenly she whips out a tablet throws it up into the air and when the tablet falls back down to her she hits it with a home run.

She thinks I'm oblivious of her little game. I know her intentions are to come here and flirt. Now why I haven't attempted to show interest is simply because I'm not interested.

Jennifer- Hey Tefi.

Tefi-What brings you in today Jennifer?

Jennifer – Well won't you believe that my Tablet broke Again.

Tefi- What is this lucky tablet number 21?

Jennifer- Geez it's been that many times.

Tefi- I'll see what I can do.

Tefi takes the Tablet and places it to the side.

As I stand there and continue to work on other client's devices. Jennifer stands there looking at me. She Smiles and I wonder to myself, what the hell does she want? She then Rubs her forearm against mine and begins to walk out of my shop. While that strange interaction is something that I can spend my time to address and dissect. My Appetite is starting to kick in. I Rush to the kitchen where my mother is cooking as she usually does. I open the pantry where we have all our snacks. While it's filled with all kinds of treats. My peanuts are nowhere to be found. I take a bottle of water and step out of the House.

"MOM I'll be back, I'm going to the store!"

Unfortunately, I will admit that working on electronics isn't my dream. As a 22 year old it beats the standard agenda of what most standard Americans look for. The trend on finding their goody boy that's going to say, "yes sir" and work hard for the next forty years to then retire with a 401 k and live their best years later. I was looking for more. I just didn't know what. Even Though I was able to go to Harvard and last a total of two semesters and unbeknownst to The Harvard staff also take and replicate their equipment...and steal some. Not sorry. I Find most of my days to be all the same. As I walk down the street my Neighbor Mr. Ortiz is standing and surrounded by other folks from the neighborhood. I approached Mr. Ortiz's house whose hobby included sitting in his stoop and people watching.