Slither's Bar is where we ended up at. Laura and I, well more Laura and her boyfriend, decided to go to Slither's Bar since it was right in the middle of Laura's and mine work and her boyfriend's workplace. Laura couldn't spot her boyfriend anywhere so we took a spot at the back and started chatting. I just realized that we've never really talked about anything except work.
"Laura, what do you want to do in life the most?"
"I want to save up for a marriage and honeymoon."
"Oh, is that why you haven't married Jacob yet?"
Jacob, her current boyfriend of three years.
"Yep, we're both trying to save up."
"That's nice." We drifted into silence until Jacob... and someone else came into view.
"Hey babe, sorry we're late. Our manager held us over." He points over to his mysterious friend. "This is Levi. Levi, this is my girlfriend, Laura and her boss."
Laura and I both say our hello's and he responds with a curt hi.
Eager to get drunk, I ask, "Should we start ordering?"
Everyone nods, ready to eat and drink. Once we ordered, we start chatting with each other and my line of work comes up. Levi asks "You're a therapist?"
"Yep, a psychotherapist to be exact. Pepper Thompson, ready to heal all and any trauma that has befallen on top of you."
"Pepper Thompson?...Well, Ms Thompson, I was wondering if I could schedule an appointment?"
"Sure, I guess. For when?"
"Are you free tomorrow?"
"Let me check my calend-"
"Ms Thompson is free for tomorrow from 5:00 PM to 6:00 PM sharp."
Here, I was hoping that I would get a bit of a off day tomorrow and be left alone with Guacamole, my cutie-patootie dog. But looks like that dream went up in flames.
"Thank you Laura for that."
"I'll see you tomorrow at 5:00 then. Goodbye." Huh!? Why'd he leave so suddenly? He probably has something if has to leave this suddenly...or he might hate me and is just tolerating me for my services. Do I need to get better at servicing my customers?
Well, who cares about him? Today, I drink. I drink for all the thoughts that worried about that imaginary mind-reader. I drink for all the worries I had about the E.B.A and those villains that came to me for sessions. Tonight, I drink to make those worries and thoughts vanish... at least for a single night. (I have such a poetic inner monologue. I never realized.)