Fun At Bars

“Is this seat taken?”

“No.  Be my guest.”

“So what do you do?”

“Mostly I sit at this bar and drink.”

“Really?  You’re not going to try?  Not even a little?”

“Try what?  You want me to use a line?  To lie?”

“Isn’t that what people do at bars?  Lie to each other?  Lie to themselves?  At least for the evening?”

“I suppose so.  But I gave up on that a long time ago.  Now I just come here to drink.”

“So no interest, huh?  Not even a little flirting or buying me a drink?”

“Didn’t say I wasn’t interested.  Just gave up lying to myself.  And I barely have enough to get me drunk.  Nothing to spare for illusions and false hopes.”

“Well, you’re a lot of fun.”

“Fun is for people who don’t need to go to bars.  Alcohol is for people who can’t have fun.”

“Ugh.  Here I thought you might be interesting.  I’ve got better things to do than sit here listening to this.”

“I should hope so.”

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