His fantasy finally comes true.
Just after closing, is my favorite time. It’s blissfully quiet, no obnoxious drunks, no complaining bartenders, or whining waitresses, wanting their problems solved. No eardrum bursting band, who think they’re, as yet, undiscovered rockstars. This is my alone time. Just me, alone in the restorative peace and quiet at the end of the long day. The haze of cigarette smoke is clearing and I...Read On