Glad You Got To See Me

I’m behind the bar, it’s around eleven, guy comes in, haven’t seen in ages. What’s up, man?  Where you been? Haven’t seen you in awhile. I don’t live here anymore, Clint. That’s why. Real prissy. Ok, where you livin now? Well, near Marshaltown. I was taking care of my dad. He was real sick. He just passed away. Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. You movin back, then? No, he says. Just here for a couple days.

An hour goes by, I see the guy puttin on his coat, gettin ready to leave. I say, hey, man, great to see you again. Then he says, yes, I’m glad you got to see me.

Wait…oh. Nice.

From my heart to yours,

Clint Curtis. Bartender.

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