The Night I Met My Wife

It was a Thursday, and I worked the lunch shift. I was beat. It was an incredibly busy lunch for a Thursday. Yet, I had the overwhelming desire to "pick up" a shift from one of the bartenders scheduled for that night.

It was "No Hairy Legs Night" that night, and it was sure to be a money maker, no doubt. So I called one of the bartenders at home, and she was just going to call someone to see if they could pick it up for her. Weird. So the deal was done.

My roommate at the time was also a bartender that worked that night. Together we worked the front bar, and were relatively slammed with business.

In wandered a cute little lady looking this way and that. Probably was going to meet someone. I walked backward down the bar as she walked forward in search of an open seat. I had one conveniently by my cash register.

I served her a couple pink panther's and engaged in conversation. She said

"I quit my job today," with a smirk and bobbing her head up and down. I asked

"Why would quit being a teacher?" She looked like a teacher to me, or what I would envision a teacher to look like. Maybe Van Halen's "Hot for Teacher" was playing, I dunno. She struck me as a teacher.

"I'm going to go back to school and get my Master's to become a teacher." she replied kind of weirded out.

And so the night went on, and the flirting was obvious, to my customers, so I had to go. My roommate agreed, and let me take the first out instead of closing.

"Would you like to go next door to Grandma's (Saloon)with me?" I asked with till in hand. "I'll buy you a water." I persuaded jokingly.

And so we continued on at the Saloon next door until the closing time. We walked back over to the Joe's parking lot and held hands and talked. I really enjoyed her company. Being with her was fun. I wanted more. She agreed, and asked for something to write down her number on.

All I had was a dollar...