It
was Friday night when an old man walked into his favorite bar. He had been
coming to the same bar for twelve years and, Oh boy! Did he have stories to
share, but his cane and his long white beard did not attract too many visitors.
In the bar, nothing had changed for years. The same old dusted moose head was
on the wall next to the TV, and the jukebox played the same soft rock songs over
and over again. Without having to say a word, the bartender who was almost his
age, brought him his usual drink. As he drank his whisky, the old man noticed a
baby in a stroller next to the ladies bathroom. He thought that was strange,
but paid little attention to the baby, assuming that this mother of the year
would get out of the bathroom any second now. Through the mirror behind the bar,
he spotted a beautiful but lonely lady sitting on the sand of the beach in
front of the bar. The old man was tired of been lonely so he decided to
approach her.
“Hello
miss, I don’t mean to disturb you, but you seem like you need some company. If
you’d like, we can chat a little.” And pointing at the bar he said, “I’m in
that bar having a drink.”
“Que?”
the beautiful lady replied.
The
old man realized that the lady spoke no English, but that did not stop him.
Using sign language and the very few words he knew in Spanish, he pointed at
the bar and said:
“Hola amiga, you want to go there with me?”
As
soon as he said those words, the old man realized that he might have sounded a little
creepy, but to his surprise, the lady got up, smiled and said okay. Once in the
bar, the old guy and the woman were having a good time. They were both smiling,
having their drinks, listening to music while they tried to communicate with
sign language and a word or two they knew in each other’s language. In the bar, there were two very drunk skinny
guys who were playing pool. They were shocked to see a beautiful woman with the
creepy old guy. Approaching them, one of the drunk man stumbled the words:
“What is a beautiful woman like you, doing
wasting her time with this old man?” “Excuse
me, but did anyone call you here?” the old guy shouted.
“Shut up Santa Claus!” yelled one of the drunken
guys, making the other friend laugh by his comment.
No
one expected the old man’s reaction when he grabbed his cane and hit the man in
the head. The other guy helped his friend get up as he marked the floor with
his blood.
“You
are gonna wish you hadn’t done that!” said the injured man.
“Let’s take this outside.”
On their way out, the woman grabbed one of the
balls from the pool table, just in case things got out of control. Outside the
bar, the old guy tried to apologize for what had happened. The lady was
serious, waiting to see what happened next. She did not understand half of
their conversation, but there was no need for words to know that things were
going to get ugly. The injured man was standing two inches away from the old
guy’s face.
Silent
took over for a couple of seconds. It was a very awkward moment until a pigeon
flew above them and pooped on the beautiful woman’s head. They were all in
shock, waiting to see how she would react. The woman started laughing and so
did everyone else around. There was no fight that day, just another story to
share that would titled the pigeon who saved the day.
By: Nerea Duran
