I looked him straight in the eyes as he finished retelling the whole story. He slouched over the bar, stirring his rum and coke.
"I tell you what some of the greatest people in the world are given the shaft on a daily basis, I said, and there's nothing they can do about it." He sat lifeless on the bar stool, watching the bubbles of his drink dance around inside the glass.
"I swear, he began, everyday I woke up feeling like a million bucks, ya know? I was it. King of the World. Invincible. Man of Steel, all that. I was chilling poolside on Mount Olympus chatting it up with Zeus while Aphrodite hand fed me the finest grapes in the land. What the hell happened?"
"Probably figured out you weren't paying your rent."
"Yeah, that's it. Those tyrant Roman bastards."
"Man, don't worry about this, give it a week or two, and it will all be forgotten. There are still many fish in the sea."
"Who said I wanted fish? I want her."
"Well, sometimes there are things that you can't control, and this happens to be one of those things."
"It's just that when you pour heart and soul into something and get nothing back at all, you left there dumbstruck with no heart and soul."
"That's the way the world spins, bud."
"What is?"
"Life's unfair, you gotta get used to that."
"Why?"
"Because if you don't, it's going to eat you from inside out."
"Your point being what?"
"I don't know about you, but I for one don't enjoy being eaten. I'm no one's 3 course meal, bud."
"I can think of a few that would go for a buffet of a guy like you."
"Who?"
"Worms."
"What? How many rum and Coke's have you had?"
"Three, but that's not the point here. The point is in the end you're nothing but worm food."
"Yeah, tell me something that I don't know."
"Well, I'm just saying one day you'll be some worm family's entire summer meal."
"Why summer?"
"I don't know. You look like the type of guy who would die in the summer."
"See. What did I tell you? Already forgetting her and it all. Not so hard, ya see?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"So what's next on the itinerary?"
"Well, first I'm going to pay for my drink, then I'm going to get up from this barstool and then I'll walk home. Then I'll wake up tomorrow morning and live my life, I guess."
"All right, take it easy, man."
"I tell you what some of the greatest people in the world are given the shaft on a daily basis, I said, and there's nothing they can do about it." He sat lifeless on the bar stool, watching the bubbles of his drink dance around inside the glass.
"I swear, he began, everyday I woke up feeling like a million bucks, ya know? I was it. King of the World. Invincible. Man of Steel, all that. I was chilling poolside on Mount Olympus chatting it up with Zeus while Aphrodite hand fed me the finest grapes in the land. What the hell happened?"
"Probably figured out you weren't paying your rent."
"Yeah, that's it. Those tyrant Roman bastards."
"Man, don't worry about this, give it a week or two, and it will all be forgotten. There are still many fish in the sea."
"Who said I wanted fish? I want her."
"Well, sometimes there are things that you can't control, and this happens to be one of those things."
"It's just that when you pour heart and soul into something and get nothing back at all, you left there dumbstruck with no heart and soul."
"That's the way the world spins, bud."
"What is?"
"Life's unfair, you gotta get used to that."
"Why?"
"Because if you don't, it's going to eat you from inside out."
"Your point being what?"
"I don't know about you, but I for one don't enjoy being eaten. I'm no one's 3 course meal, bud."
"I can think of a few that would go for a buffet of a guy like you."
"Who?"
"Worms."
"What? How many rum and Coke's have you had?"
"Three, but that's not the point here. The point is in the end you're nothing but worm food."
"Yeah, tell me something that I don't know."
"Well, I'm just saying one day you'll be some worm family's entire summer meal."
"Why summer?"
"I don't know. You look like the type of guy who would die in the summer."
"See. What did I tell you? Already forgetting her and it all. Not so hard, ya see?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"So what's next on the itinerary?"
"Well, first I'm going to pay for my drink, then I'm going to get up from this barstool and then I'll walk home. Then I'll wake up tomorrow morning and live my life, I guess."
"All right, take it easy, man."
