What feels like a lifetime ago I worked as a bartender. It was a small place, more frequently used as an intimate concert venue than a meetup, but on off-nights we still had regulars and did solid business. On the nights without live acts our team was pretty small: four of us on the regular, myself included.
The heart and soul of the team were two older ladies, Cheryl and Molly, both in the range of late 40s to mid 50s. And I did love them with my heart and soul, I still stay in touch with them on the regular since we’ve all been laid off and hunkered indoors with the pandemic. The fourth worker at the time of this story was Mike, he was 24, a few years younger than me, and the perfect oblivious heartthrob.