Itemization

Landyn had a lot of things leftover from his business.

For thirteen years he owned the oddly tall and skinny

building on Merengue Boulevard, but he bought a new

building and opened a new business to sell leisure wear

and leisure accessories and deck furniture.

The old business, aptly named “The Mandarin Tower” wasn’t

fun enough for him. He also found that selling leisure

products turned in higher profits than selling elaborate

rugs. He named his new business “Leisureland” and his

customers loved it.

He couldn’t throw away his huge collection of Asian rugs,

they were too valuable. He also sold other Asian goods at

The Mandarin Tower, items such as rare china-ware dishes,

paintings, a bronze coat rack and many other Asian oddities.

He went to other rug shops in town to find out if they

would like to take his inventory for a reduced price but

none of them wanted or needed any new rugs. Landyn’s wife

Rachael told him to send the rugs to their warehouse where

they keep their classic truck collection and that she

would hire the help needed to get the rugs over there.

She said, “We will sell the rugs on auction sites over

the internet.”

Landyn heard his wife out and told her to go ahead and

call her helpers because he wasn’t gonna lift a finger

or break a sweat over it, so she called her helpers. They

were to meet Landyn at The Mandarin Tower the next morning.

Landyn directed the helpers all the way through the

whole cleanout of the building. The effort took all day and

the helpers were very tired at the end of it. He paid them

well for their work and took their numbers for when he

would need helpers again.

The helpers left and Landyn took one final sweep of the

empty building. There was nothing left. The building would

need a good cleaning before he would sell it, he would

do the cleaning himself he decided.

He did a walkthrough of his old office to clean out the

few remaining files and records left in there. He was

annoyed that the paperwork for his rugs and items was

missing. He did a double-take through his desk and file

cabinet but turned up empty.

Landyn let his head fall into his palm with unbelievability.

It was a scene of exemplary disappointment. He would

need to re-inventory everything again if he couldn’t find

the papers.

When he had everything he could find inside his office

safely in a box, Landyn closed The Mandarin Tower’s

doors for a final time and made his way to his house

in his Mazda truck. He said to himself, “Damn, I need

to wash my truck.” His Mazda truck really did need a wash.

At his house he let his wife Rachael know about the missing

paperwork, she couldn’t say where it went. He looked

through his house office and couldn’t find it. He knew

what he had to do, a whole entire itemization of his

rug collection and inventory everything. That was

gonna take some time. He resolved to do it when he

would make photos for the web auctions.