Venus in Leo kicks in to flatter herself, backed up by a boasting Mars Mercury conjunction in the bragging 9th house.

I moved around the trailer fixing the ends of the chains and threading while the soldier did the muscle part, tightening them down. One I had the chains done, I looked around and started in on the next logical task without asking him what to do. I felt proud when I realized I knew what to do via common sense and instinct so I decided to boast awhile.

“I am good at this,” I said. ‘Really good. I guess you must notice how good I am. Better than that Army guy, I’d say. Maybe even way better.”

“What Army guy?”

A few weeks prior one of the soldier’s old soldiers came to see him on the road. I suggested he put him to work when he did. “It’d be his lucky day,” I said, truly believing this. “He sits at a desk these days. How beat is that? I bet he’d love to do some physical work. There is just nothing like using your body…” The soldier took my advice and the guy did help him.

“Oh, that guy the other day. Your old friend that helped you. I bet I am more help than he was so what do you think of that? The idea I am better than an Army guy?” I looked at him in challenge.

He snorted. “Yep, you’re better.”

“No, I mean for real,” I said. “I am better than that guy. What are you doing? Do you really think I am better than that Army guy or are you humoring me? I can’t tell.”

“You’re better.”

“Ahhh… this is not satisfying at all. I know I am better but you’re not going to tell me. You refuse!”

He just stared.

I stared back but he didn’t say anything so I started back up. “Well let’s just put it this way. If we were both standing there and you had to pick one of us to help you, it would be me,” I said.

“Well, yeah.”

“You would pick me on merit,” I said. “You would pick me because I was the best. You’d pick me for your team. Say! How come everyone wants to be on your team? They want to be on your team and now I am just like them.”

He stared.

‘Well how do you think that guy is going to feel when you pick me over him, hmm? Do you think he would mind?”

“He wouldn’t like it, I’m sure.”

“Oh. Well, he’d just have to deal with it because I know you and you aren’t picking any second string bullshit,” I said smugly. “Class, class, class, like me.”

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