Sunday, June 7, 2009

June 4:

So, this was my life in Austin for the first year or so as I was commuting WEEKLY to Austin from Sacramento. After my first 2 weeks here, HBO couldn't entertain me and I began exploring the city. I'd usually go to dinner at a nicer restaurant and sat at the bar to talk with either the bar tender or other folks, who, like me, were alone but content to have some structured company.
Its always easy to meet people at dinner at the bar. If you don't like the conversation on the left, you can pick it up on the right. If you don't want to continue the conversation, eat your dessert somewhere else. The check provides the easy out.

That's all I've got. You don't get the juicy details.


Assignment:
Your character is on a trip for work, and finds him/herself extremely bored, so he/she walks down to the hotel bar. After a few cocktails, they begin a conversation with a dashing stranger. What happens next?

2 comments:

sk said...

Your ending made me laugh. I enjoyed that by stating that we don't get the juicy details, you're implying that there are juicy details to hide.

s i n c l a i r said...

Yeah Carol, you can't just keep the juicy details to yourself. Pfft.