A Hustle Accepted

June 2, 2016

 

Patrick,   

Howdy stanger!  Ms. Jamie says hello.  The Hudson Bay Room is still the same old cast of characters.  It just keeps chugging along, and the money is as steady as clockwork.  Yes, these uniforms still make my neck break out in a rash.  You’re really opening a bar!?!  You really thought about just how much work goes into opening your own bar?  I had an uncle who tried opening a beach bar along the Jersey coast, and it did not go well.  Even when it does work, it can be a real grind.  Honestly, your offer to come down and ‘consult’ sounds too good to be true.  It would be a nice change of pace.  I sold it to Jamie as a pre-wedding honeymoon.  She said she would think about it!  In the meantime, I’m casually leaving browser tabs open on our laptop for her to find pictures of Savannah with blurbs about the history of the place.  I’m hoping she comes around.       

Bottle of Blanton’s?  That really hurts, Patrick.  I promise you that your cherished bourbon was dispensed under the most honorable of circumstances.  Many glorious toasts were given in your name to the blessing of your new bar.  But I know somebody who’s not blessing your new beginnings…Mel.  She was not happy when she walked into _ _ _ _ ke’s and found out about your leaving for Savannah.  Drew had to take her upstairs where she could be alone with her feelings.  Rebecca was not amused about babysitting Mel at the upstairs bar.  You owe Rebecca a fine fat goose for Christmas, my man.  Doesn’t Mel’s magazine have her travel to Savannah for work?  She could come down any time and find you.  Oh man does that sound like fun.  Mack is taking bets from regulars at the door on how long you’ll last down there.  Dude, he’s taken action from almost a hundred people!!!  He was telling me that the bar has been buzzing about your venture, and confidence is not high.  I’m in on helping you get this thing off the ground.  If only for the $100 bucks I got riding on you actually opening a bar before Christmas.  You want Ollie to come join you?  The _ _ _ _ ke’s bar staff is not happy with you for trying to poach from your old staff.  Anyway, Ollie showed everyone at the bar your fishing letter and laughed your invitation off.  So, you better keep looking for a bar back.  Wishing you all the luck in the world, my man.              

Hugs, but no Kisses

-Sean