It’s good that Mal is finally entering a wider world, making friends and doing new things, don’t you think?
Ry’s buddies sound nice. I guess Mal might wind up knowing a lot of new people and new skills after this weekend.
Assuming, of course, that nothing goes sideways on him.
Mal! Look at Mal, manning up and telling Shelly that he doesn’t know about fishing at all.
If this were a sit-com, he’d lie and keep up the pretense that he knows all about it and then get in over his head. Probably literally.
And there’d be a laugh track all over the thing.
And that guy from that show, you know the guy that’s in all those other shows since that one big show he was in during the 90’s? He’d be playing Ry.
It’d be sad.
Mal’s expectations were pretty low. Shelly’s were almost instantly high.
They could be in a Sit-Com about now, and the dialogue wouldn’t have to change at all!
Hubriscomics as Sit-Com. If anyone here knows someone at Netflix, maybe clue ’em in! You get ‘Producer’ credit for that, nowadays, right?
Merry Christmas (Or Hanukah, Or Kwanzaa, Or Solstice, Or Tax Year, Or Saturnalia, Or Agnostica, Festivus, or New Year, or whatever makes you and your family happy. It ain’t up to me to be anything but neighborly. I’ happy when you’re happy, and I don’t wanna set fire to anything in your lawn.)
That said…
You can tell that Mal has never done a boot camp style workout.
The deferential love that creeps into the voice of one whose life has been altered, if not saved, by a boot camp style workout, is missing from the (I picture) grating, nasal tones of Mal’s voice when he talks about Lowell joining in on a morning exercise regimen.
Also, Mal’s kind of a underfed li’l creep, so… y’know.
Awwwww. That’s sweet.
Hubris is still alive.
Nice, right?
I get the sense that Mal has bought into the new role as boyfriend a little more than Shelly has bought into her new role as girlfriend.
Mal has gone from being a snivelly little shark to a simpering boy pal awfully quick. It’s almost as if he wanted that life and was waiting for it to show up.
I wonder how many of us fall into that sphere- creating our own little self-fulfilling prophesies and then being impressed that the universe finally obliged.
Shelly, on the other hand, is just doing the same dang thing she was doing at Sportsmart- jockeying for power under everyone’s radar. And she’s also hanging with Mal. That’s probably what she always felt the universe would provide.
Jimmy’s doing what he does best- heading off trouble when he sees it coming.
Or when he thinks he sees it coming.
You might think that Shelly’s accustomed to moving under everyone’s radar. Aaaaand you’d be right.
Also- apologies. This was meant to load up this morning.
Peter just isn’t the kind of guy to write up an elaborate business plan. Or business anything, I guess.
I guess a lot of businesses are run like that.
I’m not sure Jimmy is quick to allow that anyone, even Self Proclaimed Management, is higher on the ladder of command than he is.
I’m not sure Jimmy wouldn’t have told a customer to go make the coffee while he went to turn on the lights.
I imagine Jimmy saying “&%*$ needs doing, and you’re standing around. You want the ^%$@ badminton set? Make some coffee while the lights and the register gets turned on! &%*$ needs doing, do some &%*$!!”
Oh, it’s always like this, isn’t it? You take a new job, and it’s never quite what you were expecting.
You figured the boss would show up, and that you’d be welcomed by the other employees… and instead, you wind up standing in a parking lot with some dodgy looking stains here and there, and keeping an eye on the dodgy looking van (it might BE a dodge- can’t tell past the rust) parked all by itself next to the single light pole in the lot, and having to call and wake up the boss, and find that the new employees never heard of you… Oh, it’s all great fun and adventurous.
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