Phyllis and Velma, two longtime regulars at the bar, sit listening to the jukebox as Willie was giving his best impression of the Platters, “I seem to be what I’m not you see, I’m wearing my heart like a crown,” although he can hold a note, a singer for the Platters [he is not], “Pretending that you’re still around,”
Sipping on beer they have been nursing for over an hour. Phyllis and Velma are keeping a close eye on the clock. You see, this is their bowling night and it’s no accident that their averages are consistent; especially since neither one of them had ever bowled a frame in their lives. The excuse to the husbands is simple, going out with the girls for a few drinks, after bowling of course. It was a once a week venue where they could escape from their routine life and get some excitement. The similarities, however, were close, they would get a few strikes alright; but not by knocking over any bowling pins. It was more like …show more content…
“Oh, hi, Phyllis,” he said, slurring over his Scotch and soda.
“How’s carol and the kids,” she asked, but he didn’t want to hear that stuff. He had other things on his mind. “Phyllis,” he said, as he put his arm around her waist, giving her a slight tug, pulling her closer to him, “How about it?” Phyllis sipped on her beer [the same one she had an hour ago]. “You’re kidding me; doesn’t Carol satisfy your needs?”
It was four o’clock in the morning, and Carol was awakened by a loud screech that could be heard through the hallways and into the street. “Let me in, woman!” the voice screamed. The pounding on the door meant the liquor had him in a drunken stupor, and carol knew there would be hell to pay.
“Go away,” Carol yelled, hoping he would just leave [but that was just wishful thinking], in the back of her mind she knew he wasn’t about to leave, and he, without a doubt, would become more violent, “you’re scaring the children.” She explained in a softer
Sipping on beer they have been nursing for over an hour. Phyllis and Velma are keeping a close eye on the clock. You see, this is their bowling night and it’s no accident that their averages are consistent; especially since neither one of them had ever bowled a frame in their lives. The excuse to the husbands is simple, going out with the girls for a few drinks, after bowling of course. It was a once a week venue where they could escape from their routine life and get some excitement. The similarities, however, were close, they would get a few strikes alright; but not by knocking over any bowling pins. It was more like …show more content…
“Oh, hi, Phyllis,” he said, slurring over his Scotch and soda.
“How’s carol and the kids,” she asked, but he didn’t want to hear that stuff. He had other things on his mind. “Phyllis,” he said, as he put his arm around her waist, giving her a slight tug, pulling her closer to him, “How about it?” Phyllis sipped on her beer [the same one she had an hour ago]. “You’re kidding me; doesn’t Carol satisfy your needs?”
It was four o’clock in the morning, and Carol was awakened by a loud screech that could be heard through the hallways and into the street. “Let me in, woman!” the voice screamed. The pounding on the door meant the liquor had him in a drunken stupor, and carol knew there would be hell to pay.
“Go away,” Carol yelled, hoping he would just leave [but that was just wishful thinking], in the back of her mind she knew he wasn’t about to leave, and he, without a doubt, would become more violent, “you’re scaring the children.” She explained in a softer