A conversation with Mr.Tomatoe head

[FartinMowler]

Today all I wanted was to finish my work. I was loading up my trailer ready to go home and the neighbor to my customer who I have nicknamed Mr.Tomatoe head because his head is beet red and he reaks of booze. I never know how my conversations with him begin with the weather and then become wierd rants on racist topics that have me standing there saying "Ya" instead of saying "What the fuck are you talking about". I get to hear about How The Russians and the Jew's need to get together and kill the Mulsims and "What kind of people strap bombs to themselves and blow up innocent children?". He likes to talk really loud and then hushed when someone is walking past on the sidewalk and I'm totally embarrased as he goes on about growing up in Macedonia and “his” history of Hitler and How the Jew's control the world and then it just gets totally "its o.k. your white too" racist as he goes onto almost every other culture. I eventually find a way to get a word in and “Oh shit” “I got to go and pick up my kids” which is a lie. I always have this weird feeling that someday I meet and talk to one of these old guys and later I will see him on the news because he was some kind of Nazi or Genocide Killer and I was the guy that would have chats with them.