party is over

Scene: Joey sitting at a bar, waiter behind bar with back turned.

Three overturned candleholders line the bar in front of Joey. Wax spills over the edge.

"excuse me?" Joey coughs
"yes....?" the waiter turns
"will ye pass me that candle? These ones went out…"
"what, what's this? Did you turn these candles over?!" the waiter bellows
"no sir," Joey shakes his head with certainty
"it was a guy, I saw him, he came over and turned over the candles"
"but just the ones in front of you?"
"yes'um…." Joey's shifty eyes do that shifty thing
"did you turn these candles over?" the waiter stares
"no, I think it's terrible, it was the guy……
……..Mister?"
"what?" the waiter scores
"will ye pass me that candle?"

A bouncer turned up about fifteen minutes later and politely asked me to leave.

I never got the other candle.

~

Scene: Bus

Time: bout 2 bells in the day

State: Hung over (obviously), eyes closed, headin to snoozeville

Hobo boards bus, sits on front of me and turns round

Hobo: Hi

Me: Ehh...hi?

Hobo: Again...ha ha

Me: (to self) wtf?

Hobo: Rough night yea?

Me: Yea (cunt)

Hobo: Yea ye were goin' mad in temple bar last night

*silence*

Hobo gets off bus

Joey has word with self.