Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Doctrine’s weakly contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Hosted by Denise, subject to the Rule of Six.
Prompt Word:
CARD
“The first guests of our April Fool’s Day3 will be arriving before we know it, time to get to work setting up,” the tall, thin man, after rolling up his impeccably-tailored sleeves, put down the rack of glasses and held his suit coat out, over the bar, “Do you mind putting this on a chair somewhere?”
Perfectly shaped eyebrows shifted like hungry wolves looking for the prey’s weakness as Rosetta Storme stared in disbelief; finally her shoulders relaxed slightly, but sufficiently, to bring her upper body from attention to at ease.
Like olden day card sharps looking for the single weakness in their opponent, the young woman and the refined gentleman began an exchange:
“No problem, what the hell, I’ll go put it in your office,” and took one step in the direction of the hallway…
“Stop, under no circumstances are you to ever go down the hallway without being accompanied by a Proprietor…”
“Jeez… just trying to, like, get in the spirit, but if you people are so uptight, maybe I should just leave…”
“Not at all, it’s for your… I promised Lou that you would be safe working here,”
“Hey, old dude, I ain’t no kid, I can take care of myself and am way capable of handling drunks both male and female…”
“You misunderstand me, this is not about the customers, hell, it’s not even about the Manager’s office,… it’s about the hallway…”
“Are you busting my balls or what?”
Sighing, the Proprietor continued, “You’ve worked here, what, a total of five days, and among other attributes, you are very observant…”
“Sure but whats that got to do with…”
“Don’t interrupt, just tell me if you’ve seen a single thing about this place, lights, plumbing fixtures, furniture that seems to be broken or in need of repair…wait, don’t answer… the hallway at the end of the bar, tell me, what you see?”
“The lights are fucked up, a bulb or two that’re ready to burn out, … a little dark for a emergency exit route…it’s been badly lit since I got to this zoo, so the hell what…”
“Do you think Mimi, a Proprietor and one of the, to use an expression from before your time. the most-together people in this… zoo, as you so charitably put it, sits there at the last seat, right next to the service station because it’s the best seat in the house?
“She’s there so you or some other kid, being all young and oh-so-sure of yourself does not come to harm.”