Poker Faced

Served coffee at a Euro joint downtown….lattes, espressos, Al Pacinos, frothed, creamed, sipped and sucked all day long to Midtown mogul midgets….light airy muzak playing to sophisticated playful palates pouncing at the bit…..”Get a load of this broad,”……that language wouldn’t go in this lizard lounge….

The bottles lined the wall….cleaned glass…..rods of steel dividing whiskeys from  Scotch….bourbons and Brandies……gins….vodkas….a fancier version of Campari….extra herbs…..cleaner….still tastes like cleaning fluid….

Drank  joe…..watched a young black tattooed artist/barista/ waitress/ knowitall….work the marble top….a shook here…a jook there…a flip of the Brazilian blow-out…..and away we go…..

Conversation kept to minimum…figured my game real quick….or did she……Bragging  she has two jobs….always had….. working since she was fifteen….(now an old maid at 27)…….If you got two arms….two legs….and a head…you can work, she rattled off to the fat white guy…..What was she fishin’ for?….had she misdiagnosed?…..

I’m an adult, she added, I pay my rent, intrigued….quickly I followed-up……

So….curious….if one is an old guy sitting on a stool in a homeless shelter drooling on himself….not paying rent…..is he an adult?

Well, she sassed, He don’t no responsibility…so….no…..

I see…..

The bill came…..she shuffled…..expecting the pay-off perhaps…..Signed for the black gold….added in the tip line, Here’s your tip for the day…..Don’t show your cards Sis……Earnings lie in the balance…..

I wanna hold ’em….like in Texas where they fold ’em…..

 

Thanks to Lady Gaga….Poker Face

 


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