I knew she’d go on in this vein all the afternoon if I didn’t stop her.
‘Well, all right. Send Kerman. Why shouldn’t he do a little work for a change? Why should all the dirty jobs have my name on them? You’d think I didn’t own this joint the way I’m treated. Give the job to Kerman.’
‘He’s teaching Miss Ritter to drive.’
‘What, again! He’s always teaching Miss Ritter to drive! What’s the matter with her? No one can take two solid months, six hours a day, to learn to drive a car. There’s no one alive who can be that dumb.’
‘She thinks Kerman is cute,’ Paula said, suppressing a smile. ‘I guess it’s a matter of taste, but she tells me to sit beside Kerman in a car is an experience all women should have once in a lifetime. I’m not sure if I know what she means. I hope I’m not being unkind, but I think she’s neurotic. Anyway, what does it matter? She pays very well.’
‘That’s all you think about—money! So because Miss Ritter is neurotic and Kerman’s cute, I have to do all the dirty work, is that it?’
‘You can always engage another assistant,’ Paula pointed out,
‘Now who’s throwing our profits away? Well, all right, but understand from tomorrow Kerman gets down to a job of work. I’ll learn Miss Ritter to drive- If she thinks Kerman is an experience, she’s in for a surprise.’
‘The address is 247 Jefferson Avenue…’ Paula began.
‘I know! Don’t tell me again. When I die, and you cut me open, you’ll find it engraved on my spleen. For the past five days, that’s all I’ve heard.’