The Oddly Dressed Man

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
Just an odd evening at Mac Miller's "Fix-it Pub".

Submitted: August 08, 2017

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An oddly dressed man walked into the little town pub one late afternoon.

The pub was a hardware-store and coffee cafe by day and would dwarf into a hardware store, sandwich shop, and pub from noon to early afternoon. By late afternoon a sandwich could still be had, but beer and community business was what was really on the menu.

The oddly dressed man wore powder-blue pants, a red and white stripped jacket, and a poke-a-dot bow-tie.

On his rather round head sat a big black top-hat, with coat-buttons nicely spaced all around the hat band.

Tommy the bartender was a seasoned veteran so the sight of this man did not surprise him in the least; after all, it was not uncommon to have travelers stop in.

But the parrot that was on the man's shoulder did catch Tom's attention. It was not a large parrot, about a foot in length if you count the tale. But what caught the bartender by surprise was its color, it was bright pink.

 

"What'll you have?" the barkeep asked.

"A pint will do me fine," replied the smiling man.

And as the bartender went to get the beer the man took his top-hat off and placed it on the bar, top down. Then he took the bird and put it on the brim.

As soon as the bird was seated on the brim it began rocking back and forth and its head began moving up and down; then the whistling began.

The first song was a part of (Blue Moon), then came part of (Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band), followed by (Sweet Caroline), ending with (Red Sails in the Sunset); and that is when the man picked the bird up and gave it a treat.

The Bartender came back with the pint and told the man that someone down the bar had already paid for it.

The beer benefactor wanted to know if the bird could whistle (Irish Eyes).

The man stood and addressed the patrons of the bar by saying, "My friend, Mr. Pinks, and I would love to entertain you, but I am afraid the play-list is rather random. Still, we are here to please. So for every coin that is place before us we will be happy to provide whatever song is available."

All evening long the man and bird ate and drank from the offerings of the bar patrons, and many coins found their way into his red and white stripped jacket.

By late evening the patrons were doing most of the singing and only needed prompting from Mr. Pinks.

The bird would start a song and then the whole bar would join in, soon drowning out the whistling altogether.

It was great fun for all around.

 

Well, as they say, ("All good things must come to an end."), and so it was with this night too.

It was ten minutes to closing and almost everyone had left the pub, leaving only the bartender, the man, and the parrot.

That is when the man asked the bartender if he could buy some batteries; the Music Player that was in his hat needed replacements.

 

 

D. Thurmond / JEF

08-05-2017


© Copyright 2017 D. Thurmond, aka, JEF. All rights reserved.

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