Guy comes up to the bar, long brown dreadlocks, white eyes. Is he an albino? But they have really fair skin and white hair. He does not.
I ask him, is that your real eye color? He says, no. They’re contacts. They’re not prescription. I say, cool. He continues. I have about eight pairs. Different colors. He lists off the colors. How much do those things run? I ask. He says, not much. Thirty, forty bucks a pair. That’s not bad, I say. So…you wear em all the time?
He says, yeah. I like to get theatrical.
From my heart to yours,
Clint Curtis. Bartender.