Barred

Barred I see her there next to the jukebox. I see him alone at the bar. Damn, she looks good in that outfit. Look at the size of his arms. How can I get his attention? Perhaps I should buy her a beer. Why am I feeling so nervous? Why am I filled with this fear? I bet she’s already been taken. He must have found someone to love. I bet that she thinks I’m a loser. I must not be attractive enough. Screw it—there’s no point in trying. Forget it— I’m just going home. I guess I can see what’s on Netflix. I guess I’ll watch Netflix alone.