The assistant and the other apprentice said we would be going out for lunch.
“I brought my lunch.”
“Bring it with you dumbass. We’re going out for a road party.”
When I got to to parking lot the other apprentice was sitting behind the wheel of his four-door 1961 BlackLincoln Continental. It made me think of a giant black metal coffin.The assistant and another guy sat beside him in the front on the large bench seat. Gray exhaust rolled out of the tailpipe into the freezing cold air. My fingers were already starting to hurt from the cold. The back seatwas filled with four other guys that had just gotten off the midnight shift.
“Get in schmuck and let’s go.”
I jumped in the back seat with the four dudes and closed the door.We passed a roach, a small flat bottle of peppermint schnapps, and a fat round bottle of Black Velvet aroundin a circle.Puff,Swig,Swig.Then back around.Puff,Swig,Swig.
AC/DC’s “Back in Black” played on the 8
The guys sang along to the music, “
Back in the back of a Cadillac
The car filled with thick blue smoke and music.For an hour we floated in the giant black metal coffin, drinking and getting high.I grinned taking my turns.It felt great to be included.