Wednesday, August 25, 2021

Too Honest

Okay, I think to myself, give him another shot: “How you doing?” I ask the annoying know-it-all bartender.

“Alive,” he replies with all the cynicism a twenty-something can muster. “If I was dead I wouldn’t be complaining.”

“That would certainly be a change,” I say without thinking. 

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