Teddy was ornery.
"Spit it out." William said.
"This job's not enough money."
"This job's nothing to be ashamed of."
"Stacey says it is."
"I had a wife like yours. Not a solid chick."
"What happened?"
"I got a new one."
"Nice."
"You'll learn. A woman isn't there for your self-esteem; esteem's the currency you trade them for time. I like smelling shampoo in their hair. You go out, knock around for purpose, enough to meet with one, and here; here's what I got, count the coins -- can I hold your hand? Don't cry to the wrong one, Why not me?: the right ones trade shampoo for dirt on your wrists.
"I'm supposed to find one who likes janitors?"
"There's a lane for you, Ted. A good one anchors your heart so you don't go to work with butterflies."
"Will."
"Yes?"
"I gave my notice."
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