Went to the neighborhood watering hole the other night.
Sat and watched threes screens of TV interchangeably.
One gentleman gave me his martini's olives and told me about
how he became a journeyman lineman for the electric company in D.C.
Another woman told me about the plate of chicken wings she put out on display at the supermarket where she works.
The bartender gave me three tastes of beer and told me that circulation was up at the library where he works during the day.
All in all, it was $2.75 well spent for a beer on a Saturday night.