After work, Jake meets North, who also works downtown, for a drink at The Pirate Punch Bowl. North goes for The Pirate Punch, but, after a look at the bowl it comes from, Jake decides to stick to bottled beer. Since he has a job, at least temporarily, he decides to splurge and go a step above Zurp and orders a Worth A Drought Stout. It's happy hour anyway, which according to the posted sign means drinks are 50 cents off and no fighting is allowed. Pointing at the happy hour sign, Jake says, "So, does that mean that fighting is allowed the rest of the time?"
"I don't know," North says, wiping his glasses off with his tie, "This place is scary enough now; I've never stayed here past happy hour."
Jake looks at a fellow patron, who not only looks like a Sumo wrestler, but is dressed like one. The man growls at Jake. Jake quickly looks out the window at the river flowing by outside. Careful not to look in the Sumo wrestler's direction, he faces North, "Then why are we here?"
"They have the cheapest drinks in town," North says, "So how do you like working downtown, eh? I bet you never knew places like this existed."
"Oh, I knew they existed. I just thought they only existed in my nightmares," Jake says, taking a long pull from his bottle in hopes of getting out of here quickly, "Downtown's interesting. It's like a whole culture that I never knew existed. It's actually pretty crowded down here during the day. Then everyone disappears after work."
"There's a lot of hot chicks down here, man. Speaking of hot chicks, where's yours?"
"I don't know. I'll call her when I get out of here. I don't know. She's been kind of grumpy lately."
"Is she on the rag?"
"Man!"
"Hey, that's what I'd think. And you should be glad that she is too. Then, at least, you know she's not knocked up."
"Well, we were getting along fine until I started this job. It's been a bit tense since."
"But, it's temporary, right?"
"Yeah, the regular proofreader comes back next week. Then I'll be unemployed again. I'm such a fuckup. Francine's probably tired of me being a loser."
"You aren't a failure, man."
"No, what am I then?"
"You're just a future success. No! You're a success waiting to happen."
"You think so?"
"Well, it's what I always tell myself when things aren't going so well."
"How are things going anyway? Any wrestling dates?"
"Yeah, a couple. They're not until next month though. It's too bad I'll never be in the WWWWWW."
"What are you talking about? You're just starting out. You have to work your way up through the indies. It's like a ballplayer going through the minors before reaching the major leagues."
"Yeah, but I'm running out of time."
"What are you talking about? You aren't that old."
"Yeah, but the world ends soon, dude. It ends at the end of the year."
"That 2012 belief? You don't believe in that, do you?"
"Why not? The world began at some point, right? So it's got to end at some point, right? Why not now?"
"Ah! Somebody made up a date. I can't believe people buy into it."
North swishes his Pirate Punch around, "Well, drink some of this and soon you'll believe anything."
Blog Love Omega Glee is a novel by Wred Fright about two bloggers who fall in love while the world falls apart, which is being serialized on his blog. To start reading from the beginning or read another installment, please visit Blog Love Omega Glee Central on WredFright.Com. If you like what you've read, or you've read all of Blog Love Omega Glee and want more Fright, then please read his first novel, which is available in print and as an ebook.
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