Art is that young, single, clean-shaven, flat-topped up-and-comer with an MBA who got stuck taking notes for the wrong boss. He watches everything. He notices everyone and what they are doing. It’s not because he’s an eagle-eyed opportunist. It’s because his job is to write down everything Tim Dank says on a yellow legal pad from the moment Dank arrives in the morning until he goes home at night. It is also his job to write down everything anyone says to Dank on a yellow legal pad all day.
But at home he is an artist, a painter, a story teller. Unfortunately, his mutt dog Proletariat is his only audience.
Art has two important “Come to Jesus” moments in the book. I like him so much, I am putting him in another of my novels. But we’ll talk about that later.