Chicken: I smell oil. Does the oil burner need to be cleaned?
BigB: Yes, it’s overdue. I called Bob the oil cleaner guy twice but he hasn’t gotten back to me.
Chicken: Do you think he died?
BigB: Possibly? (smiles quizzically). I need to call around and…
Chicken: Maybe he’s the only one who knows how. And now he’s dead.
BigB: …see if I can find another guy but in the mean…..
Chicken: (interrupts)…And before he died he never passed on his oil burner cleaning secrets so we’re stuck. He had a son and he tried to teach his son but all that kid wanted to do was play guitar in some dive in Providence.
Chicken: And now that his father has died he has regrets, but he still doesn’t want to run the business so they just closed it, but he did write a song about it. It’s called the Oil Burner Blues.
BigB: Are you d….
Chicken: It’s been well received in the dive bar. He’s going to audition for The Voice. Everyone thinks he has a good chance.
Chicken: Now I’m done.
BigB: Good. Maybe you could try and find a new oil burner cleaning guy today. If you have time.
Chicken: Wouldn’t it be cool if his name was Bob?
It’s the little moments that keep a marriage interesting.