Joe slid onto a bar stool as the masked man behind the bar met him with eye contact and raised eyebrows as a thick, paper disc slid under his forearms as if receiving his hole cards at the Omaha table. Being a regular has privileges, but barmen welcome anyone. They're in the service business and pulling up a stool says, in no uncertain terms -- 'service please.'
Draft, please. - Joe says as his mask drops off one ear. The signs say Masks Required, but only while you're selecting a seat or moseying out. In between you can sip your drink and abide the semi-social distancing requirements.
Lickity split a cold mug of golden liquid is exchanged for the folded fiver Joe laid on the counter.
"Keep the change." he says
The barkeeper double-tapped the now folded five on the counter to simultaneously show acknowledgment and appreciation.
Drafts at happy hour are only $2.50 in this part of the country. Joe didn't know -- and wouldn't care. He's happy to support a working man when he can.
'Now, let's figure out what's next.' Joe muttered to himself as be pulled out his moleskine and opened the pages using the folded check stub he just picked up from his last day at Soopr - an agency he contracted with for the last 90 days. With the click of his G2 shorty, the doodles began and would lay out a whole new business plan over the next forty minutes of liminal thinking.
Draft, please. - Joe says as his mask drops off one ear. The signs say Masks Required, but only while you're selecting a seat or moseying out. In between you can sip your drink and abide the semi-social distancing requirements.
Lickity split a cold mug of golden liquid is exchanged for the folded fiver Joe laid on the counter.
"Keep the change." he says
The barkeeper double-tapped the now folded five on the counter to simultaneously show acknowledgment and appreciation.
Drafts at happy hour are only $2.50 in this part of the country. Joe didn't know -- and wouldn't care. He's happy to support a working man when he can.
'Now, let's figure out what's next.' Joe muttered to himself as be pulled out his moleskine and opened the pages using the folded check stub he just picked up from his last day at Soopr - an agency he contracted with for the last 90 days. With the click of his G2 shorty, the doodles began and would lay out a whole new business plan over the next forty minutes of liminal thinking.
