(My fantasy with a couple comes true, but not the way I envisioned it).
I walked into B-Dubs around 6pm. I’ve been coming here once a month, the same night, when in town for the past few months. I saw some familiar faces as I sat at the bar to eat. Dining alone it’s much less awkward sitting at a bar than in a booth or at a table.
Anyway, as my food came another familiar face sat two seats away. We usually chatted but we never were actually introduced.
“You here to get an early start for the game?” he started. It was Thursday and the football season recently started. I didn’t want to admit that I had no idea who was playing, at what time or that I was even aware the NFL season began, while sitting in a sports bar.
“Nah, just grabbing a bite and catching it at home.”
We made the usual small talk and then he leaned over, reaching out his hand, “I never got your name. I’m Don.”