In this life of mine, one works
late severally, depending on the rate at which people remember their needs and
specify preference. Time I should say is a scarce resource. Ok on to the
agenda.
Last week on Thursday I worked
late, need less to say that Friday was to be a long day for me and my two other
loves. But this is about Thursday, which I
worked late on a report that was needed the next day. I am good
with reports, or so I thought.
I walk past Seasons club and two women are throwing harsh words at each other. One is hot,
the other one is, for the sake of justice and democracy, beautiful. So its obvious they are fighting over a man.
Who I hope has money. If Id fight for man, wed have to use money stacks as
pillows. I am not poor; I was brought up in a 3rd world country. That’s
how it is.
Its not in me to stand to watch street
wars, but they rarely occur on this side of town. The peculiarity is amazing so
am in. The weaves flying, the nails
breaking. Asses thundering on the ground!!
A nice way to end a long day. I stood there for almost twenty minutes. then
picked a convo with the stranger next to me. Jeremy. Tall , dark and
skinny. He loved the sound variation too, but thought the man who was the
subject of the fight must have been the luckiest beast the previous night. I do
not bother to probe his conclusion. I pick the opposite side of the argument and
we engage on how fights are embarrassing and non heroic. We are thirsty and its
dark. The music at Seasons is getting louder. Had I mentioned it was a holy
Thursday? Jeremy can have a drink to end
this day. I am the chosen company. I am in agreement. 680 casino for shots. Am
already in the know for either a broke guy or a gambler. A smoker he may be
too.
I love hard stuff!! I have what I love!!
Small talk and the drinks wont stop coming. 9pm and we are to change spots. We
are now a crowd. My two girls and his boy Jay (Am sure its Jacob) join; its
going to be a young wild night. We walk out and I ask to go to the ATM. Its just
round the corner. They all offer to wait. I go all the way round the building,
back to the fighting arena. Switch off my phone and pick a cab; destination,
home. Friday was going to be along day.
This is where age caught up with me………..
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