Leaving a little puddle 

Whenever Dorothy says goodbye to me at the door, I always know that her Big Black Lover is waiting just round the corner in his Big Black Car. It’s those certain little things about her that give me all the clues that I need.

So when I sit at work and earn all the money, I know that another man has got his pride and joy parked in my own garage. I also know that car will not pull out of my garage for much of the day and it will be leaving a puddle of thick oil. No doubt it will be my job to clean it up later.