Walk into a pub
No one notices that I’m there
Make my way to bar quietly
People having their own conversations
Friends making memories
I finally reach the packed bar and wait patiently for my turn
I’m in no hurry to get my drink
Just there meet friends that I haven’t seen in a lifetime
It’s the conversation in front of me that catches my attention
Two men young, clean cut, with groomed beards and nice clothes
They stand out, look out of place
“Hey you know they have a knock-off Old Spice deodorant,” the first guys says
“What its called, is it good?,” the other asks
“It’s called Old Stick and smells a like a Puerto Rican,” the first guys says
“So it smells bad and doesn’t work,” the other says
They laugh, and the first guy says, “you said it not me”
They crack up as they pay the bartender, who looks at them not amused
The bartender looks up at me a bit shocked
They guys turn and look at me, their shit-eating grins leaves them
I ask the bartender for two shots of whiskey, pull out a twenty and throw it on the bar
The guys move to leave I walk in and push them back into the bar
Tell me if you have heard this one, “What is lazy, criminal, diseased and came off a boat to destroy a nation,” the guys both look at each other and say nothing.
“Your European ancestors,” I say
The bartender puts two drink on the bar I pick them up
Pretend to drink them but instead, I pour it on their heads
I tell the bartender to keep the change
I turn around because I know cowards and those two won’t do shit
I walk away
It’s okay I didn’t feel like drinking anyways
About to reach the door when I feel a hand on my shoulder
Before I even turn around I use my left arm to push the person away
I swing around at the same time…
(To be continued)
Day #80 SJD
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