I Don't Have Bad Days At Work

"Bad Day?" I was drinking at a local establishment in town, it was morning so not a time most people drink, but I'm not most people gods damn it.

"Sort of, kind of a bad night just pour." I had slept in the car, it was a nice car don't get me wrong, but the nicest car is still not even a placement for the worst bed. The bar was the first one I came across, I'm sure I looked terrible, I mean I'd been shot (I switched shirts and used some dead man clothing to at least keep it from seeping out, but still getting shot takes a lot out of you), I also had expended magical effort, hadn't had a shower, and I'm just grouchy in the morning (it was a little bit past ten in the morning).

"Want to talk about it?" Bartenders like every other person in the service industry feel the need to discuss your problems with them. Ordinarily I'd be all over this, but after having committed mass murder, being wounded and possibly not in the country legally (there was some question at customs about missing paperwork, I didn't even know what customs was). I wasn't really up to the task of explaining myself.

"Not particularly, just know that most people have good days and bad days, I don't, I have bad days and worse days, today is a worse day." This was a bit of a cliche, I heard a guy who worked as a vet use it once, but I liked it so I choose to use it when I'm feeling pretty untalkative.

"Well if you feel the need its just you and me buddy." Until a bunch of people in uniforms came tromping on in.

"I going to take a shot in the dark and say they are here for me."

"Well either that or that young lady last night was underage by a far margin." The bartender left me to the troops and I turned around with my wrists out.

"All right boys lets not keep this day from getting worse." I've always taken the tack that its better to submit to arbitrary authority. It's why I recently served fifty freaking years in a tower. I'm an idiot.

"Put your wrists down Mr. Lorentino we're here for a drink and a chat."

"Oh goody my favorite thing, bartender get the gentleman and his fine friends a drink!" I probably wouldn't have been so generous had I not just stolen all of this money from dead people. See its like the old saying goes, found money is easily found to be missing. Look its not a good saying.