I Have A Pen

I’m behind the bar, it’s an early show, somewhat busy. I see a girl at the end of the bar, looking in my direction. I can tell she needs something. Maybe a drink. Maybe something else.

I approach, say, what’s up? She says, do you have a pen?

I say, yeah.

I pause for a second, expecting more information. Receiving none, I walk away, go help another customer.

I’m always in it for some fun and games, every once in a while.

-Clint Curtis


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