He was sitting at the local bar's counter when he looked up in the bar's 24 foot by 3 foot mirror located behind thah bar and saw her coming in with her, he would deduce, new boyfriend. He asked, Jim, the bartender who he had known for six years now,
"What do I owe you 'J'. I've got to go."
Jim looked up and noticed who had just walked in and said, as a friend,
"You're good Bro. See you next time."
He looked at Jim and smiled. Took out two twenties from his front jeans pocket, though he'd only had drank two "Bell's-Two Hearted Ales". Laid the twenties on the bar. And said to Jim before leaving,
"Thank you 'J'."
Then Jim surprised him and said,
"Pick that shit up, please, Bro. Don't do that to me? You've been more than good to me with your tips these past years. Thank you. The least I can do. So please pick that money up Bro?"
"You sure?" He asked.
Jim just looked back at him and simply responded,
'See you next time Sing. Now...get out of here, Bro."
"Thank you, again 'J'. Bet." He picked up the two twenties as asked. And got out of there....
(Peace! More to come...)
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