I realize this is brief, but I am still awaiting the return from Waco of  my muse, so, as I wait, I thought I would ‘tease’ this bit a mite.

(Ever try to ‘tease’ a mite?)

Almost an effort in futility

Nevermind…

OK, first ‘shift’ at Hotel Indigo (2200hrs to 0600hrs)

I arrived twenty minutes early (As The US Navy taught me—“If you’re on-time, you’re late.”)

I was in a foul mood, having recently given up a Great Gig at the LAST Job I had—actually I had managed to get myself fired, but more on that later.

So, not really understanding the ‘Gig,’ I just parked my ass on a bar stool in the lobby and waited to see what may transpire. I did not have to wait long.

Some drunken refugees from Beale Street came staggering in…

“Lance, Cowboy, Time to do some of that ‘Security Shit’ you were hired for”

*Heavy sigh*

At least I am working on it.

To be continued…

A page out of my notebook from my 18 Months As A Security Guard for Hotel Indigo, Downtown Memphis (Phelps Security)
(Don’t worry; I am going somewhere with this)
“Indigo Girls”–Co-Workers: (In order of their appearance)
1. Jenna
2. Callen
3. Lasheeka
4. Cathleen
5. Ja’Myla