Bar Ideology

Every word is a curse let loose on me
Your mouth it moves, but fails to speak
And when you use your lips they better be on me

I stepped into Chilli's that evening with a feeling to eagerly get home. I looked like a bed head, with the dark circles under my eyes from the last nights sleeps deprivation. I sat at the bar, on those tall dark wood stools for the first time to order my food for dinner. After ordering 3 main courses, I took out a book I borrowed and started to read while waiting for my food.

As I sat there, by myself, at the bar, I noticed a couple of things during my occasional pauses from reading. I noticed the sign that said that they don't serve alcoholic drinks to anyone under 18. I noticed the many array of alcohol bottles arranged strategically for the convenience of the bartender. I noticed that I was the only teen at the bar. I even noticed the country music that was trying to pierce through the laughter and cheer of the restaurant.

For a moment I thought it was funny. Me sitting at a bar, reading a philosophical book while not indulging in any intoxicating beverages. It doesn't look like a scene someone my age would make at a bar. It made me want to come back some other time with a friend and do it the way we see on TV or read in books. You know, just for the fun of it. But in moderation, that is :)