the fact that he wears a ratty old green cardigan when he’s manning the phone in the taxi office, just so you know how lousy his life is, and then he forgets the olives and his wife gets mad, and meanwhile he’s having all these headaches and stomach aches, the fact that the son watches noisy cowboy shows, and on the walls of their home are all these posters of foreign places they never get to go to, the fact that even his old football’s kind of deflated, sitting on the mantelpiece,