Thursdays In The Valley – Part 11

“He’s back in the office, I don’t know what’s going on but he’s freaking out. I’m doing my best to avoid him.”

“Well shit, can you get us drinks?”

“No. Nooo, I’m not allowed to touch the alcohol. He’d snap for sure if he caught me making drinks.”

“What are we supposed to do here? Just wait for his ass?”

“Did you watch that video?”

“What?”

“The movie I gave you earlier, did you watch it yet?”

“No, I haven’t had a chance, you just gave it to me a couple hours ago.”

“Right. Watch it though, let me know what you think.”

“I’ll watch it man, don’t worry.”

“I’m a worrier.”

“I see that.”

“No, really. I can’t stop worrying about things. I hate it.”

“It’ll be alright, I’ll watch the movie.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about.”

“Then what?”

“Everything.”

“Everything?”

“Yeah, I worry about everything.”

“Well don’t. You’ll drive yourself crazy with that shit.”

“I know.”

“Just relax man, it’s ok, everything will work out. You got to just grasp the moment brother, if you spend all your time worrying what might happen next then you are going to miss what’s happening right now, know what I mean?”

“It’s what’s happening right now that is worrying me.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Just watch the video.”

“I will man, I will. When I go home tonight, I’ll watch the video.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

“You’ll thank me, just wait and see.”

“I’m sure I will. Can I thank you right now?”

“NO! Just wait, you’ll understand.”

“Right on man.”

“What?”

“Uhh, right on, it’s cool. Old sixties expression.”

“Dude, I hate the sixties.”

“You hate the sixties? Why? You weren’t even alive in the sixties, were you?”

“Yeah, I was born in ’68.”

“But you weren’t old enough to be aware of anything, let alone witness something that would lead you to harbor hatred toward one of the greatest musical decades of all time.”

“My friend, you have no idea.”

“You’re right, I don’t, that’s why I’m asking.”

“My parents, in all their selfishness and ignorance choose to bring me into this messed up world. I was not consulted on this, there was no memo, no meeting, they made the decision for me. And for that reason, I hate the decade in which I was born.”

“Damn man, it’s not all that bad.”

“Watch the video.”

“Kenny, what the fuck are you doing out here?”

“Nothing, I was just . . .”

“I’m fucking busy back here, go serve those people some drinks.”

“But you told me to never . . .”

Do it!

“Alright, alright. I hope all they want is beer. Where’s that bartender’s bible?”

The bartender shoots me a panicked look . . .

“Hey.”

“What?”

“Come back here, I got a problem, I need to talk to you.”

“What’s up?”

“Not here, come in the back.”

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