Davey thought. That friggin’ joker didn’t see the fall; otherwise
it would be Davey’s sure-fire backup for submitting a worker’s
Slowly, achingly, Davey peeled himself up off the floor and limped to the office, hoping to bend an understanding ear.
Describing the incident to Jim Campbell, Davey pleaded for a doctor checkup, and Campbell agreed.
Davey was sore in more ways than one;
and what was more, more had to be done.
On the walk home, he thought he could shirk
but still had no phone, and needed to work.
The joker-doctor’s office was 3 miles away.