strategy

The plumber is not the plumber. He's the plumber's ear. He sits in the office and plays chess with pieces shaped like plumbers.

The plumber who is not the plumber is affable. He mates me. He's always willing to help.

He explains that the plumber who is the plumber is elusive. You can fax his van but fax is a one-way street.

It's the plumber who is a plumber's job to order the part that he claimed when he visited was nothing special. The plumber who's not a plumber can only chase the plumber who is one.

Which he says he's doing. Time after time. Affably. So that I start to wonder if he doesn't have customer pieces on his chess board as well.

The plumber who isn't a plumber answers the phone, keeps it affable, moves a piece, chuckles to himself, sends a fax with no way back, moves another piece.

We are but pawns in the game of a plumber of who is not even a plumber.