Six PM

Day 32: 6 – “What were you doing at 6 PM last night?”

I was running down underground to a dive bar in a West End town. I ran into these West End girls. Boy, they were so mad. They were drinking tequila shooters off of some East End Boy. Luckily, he was smooth chested so they did not get any hair into their shots.

But one of the blonde-haired girls started fighting with another blonde-haired girl because she was flirting with the boy. I think they were a couple. The first girl threw her lime wedge at the other girl, then she slapped her across the face. What a waste of a good lime wedge. I guess nobody cares since limes are so cheap in the USA.

Of course the boy just stayed on the table while another girl took her shot. He did not stand up for his girlfriend at all. He was kind of a jerk boyfriend if you ask me. It seems that those guys that shave their chest and spend many hours in the gym are full of themselves. I guess I am stereotyping, but stereotypes are made for a reason.

Anyway, the girls continued fighting. They were rolling on the dive bar’s filthy floor pulling each others bleached blonde locks. Fortunately, two bouncers rushed over eventually and pulled the girls apart. They looked like sweaty rats. They continued to scream words about each others mothers, while being dragged out of the bar.

Meanwhile, the clean shaved gym guy and the girl who was taking her shot started kissing as if they were married for two days. I guess it was love at first sight.

And that was what I was going at 6 p.m. last night.

Excerpt From: Scott Green. “397 Journal Writing Prompts & Ideas.” Apple Books.

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