I had just shown Bernadette the door when a smartly dressed Indian geezer squeezed into the bar and I gave him a look and told him we wouldn’t be opening for another month.
Undeterred he explained in a plummy English accent that he was frightfully sorry, and he knew it was an awful imposition, but would I be so kind as to give him a chance of personally explaining why he would be the best fit for this establishment.
Well he threw me for a loop, and all I could think of to say was, I didn’t think your lot were allowed alcohol.
He gave me a puzzled look, than with the hint of a smile replied that I might have mistaken him for a Muslim and his religion was actually Hindu and he did like the odd martini from time to time.
So I let out a sigh, sat him down, and he continued in a rush to state his case, explaining some unfortunate choices he had made and was thus in a little bit of a pickle, if you know what I mean, and needed to lay low for a bit, and this was exactly the type of environment where he could disappear.
He further explained that he was a mean martini mixer, and his friends at Oxford had nicknamed him Martini in lieu of Mahendra and he would willingly pass on his skills, and I sighed knowing I have a soft heart for people in trouble so I decided to hire him.
Hopefully, he’s skilled at pouring the perfect pint of London Pride too – one of my favourite beers!
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He’s used to it, lots of keg parties at universities.
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That sounds like another perfect hire.
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Time will tell, I don’t want to jump the gun.
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I’m glad you did he sounds like quite the talent🙌
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Well, at least he has a talent for mixing martinies.
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That speaks of so many gateways an applicant needs to cross – nationality, religion, gender and so on ….
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Very true, but we now have diversity, equity and inclusion, so all good.
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As long as it is implemented in spirit.
Yesterday, I came across a news item on female judges being exploited and harassed by their male counterparts and superiors.
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Ooh that is so intriguing… I wanna know his backstory. So cool to be here from the beginning of the place… So I can witness the storyline from the beginning as it evolves.
loved it!
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Thank you for your kind and thoughtful comment.
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No problem with a bottle of London’s Beefeater then, eh?
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………. along with the vermouth, orange bitters and olives.
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“...I sighed knowing I have a soft heart for people in trouble so I decided to hire him.“
now there’s the noir in this bar
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Very poetic, Clark, the noir in the bar, I’m going to ponder on that for a moment.
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As long as any former “colleagues” don’t come looking for him, right?
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You’ve hit the nail squarely on the head, dead centre.
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…and we’re off to another adventure. And couldn’t be happier about it!
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I’m laying the foundation not yet knowing what I’m going to build.
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