Bar Folk, not People – #SoCS

The challenge has been presented, and there are bonus points at stake. Linda G. Hill has set the tone and directed the course of our writing with her Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt:

“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is ‘ma.’ Use it as a word or find a word with ‘ma’ in it. Bonus points if you start your post with that word. Enjoy!”

I’ll forego the usual introduction. You all know we’re at a bar.

“Remarkable as it seems, I thought I saw your Jeep in the upper lot.”

“You did.”

“I’m afraid I’m going to have to see some ID, maybe ask you a few secret questions.”

“What? Why?.”

“You never park in the upper lot.”

“Well, I don’t need to see your ID, and if you’re parking in the upper lot, I’m guessing you’re buying from the top shelf.”

“Yikes, Cheryl. It’s my day to pay, don’t send him down, I mean up there.”

“I will have bourbon today, Cheryl.”

“Great. Dan…Corona?”

“Yes please.”

“So, why are you in the upper lot?”

“The lower lot was full. It’s either park up there or on the street.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t park on the street.”

“It was crowded.”

“Are you this picky about parking at your job?”

“Oh, I’m much worse at work.”

“How is that possible?”

“I have issues.”

“Excuse me for giggling. This guy is getting a glass of bourbon, a snifter of seltzer, and a glass of ice, but you have issues? What kind of issues, Dan? Here’s your Corona.”

“I get to work very early. Usually, there’s only one of my coworkers there at that time. She and I have what we consider to be ‘our parking spaces’ and we get upset when someone parks in them.”

“I can see that.”

“I can’t, Cheryl. What difference does it make where he parks?”

“I like my space.”

“What’s so special about your space?”

“I park next to a woman who drives a car that’s similar to my wife’s. Therefore, I know exactly how far to back up.”

“You’re hopeless. What if that woman gets a new car? Are you going to buy your wife a new car or search the lot for another spot?”

“That’s just a bonus. The spot is also directly across from the office door, giving me the option to walk across the grass.”

“Gee, there’s a great benefit; nothing like getting water, grass clippings and leaves on your shoes.”

“Sometimes, it’s necessary to avoid people.”


“I don’t like walking into work with other people, unless it’s the woman I work with.”

“So, that’s a capital ‘I’ in your ‘INTJ’ designation?”

“Yes, capital introvert, but it’s not just that.”

“I’m making a mistake, but what else is it?”

“Some of the people, the perfume lady, the whiny guy, the guy who takes two parking spaces, the guy who follows me up the stairs making it clear he wishes I would walk faster…and the unknown and possible malevolent spirits arriving in the wee hours.”

“OK, ok. Enough drama. I get it. You don’t like people.”

“I like people fine, I just don’t feel like talking to these people at six-fifteen am.”

“Do you talk to the waitress at Maddie’s?”

“Yes, but she’s nice. It’s like talking to Cheryl.”

“Aw, thanks. Do you boys want to talk about food?”

“I’ll spring for an order of wings.”

“Are you going to want another round when they come up?”

“I don’t see why not.”

“So, what makes these other people less nice?”

“The perfume lady is always complaining about her job. The whiny guy whines about everything, the weather, his job, New England sports teams, you name it.”

“And the guy in two parking spaces?”

“I’ve never spoken to him, but he’s a jerk. The parking lot is empty at that hour. He purposefully takes two spaces to protect his precious truck. Who wants to talk to him?”

“There’s a guy who comes here who does that. Last week, Donny told him to move his car.”

“Did he move it?”

“He asked for his check and left in a huff.”


“What ouch? The guy’s a lousy tipper. I’ll let karma take care of him.”

“Does your coworker park near you?”

“No, she has her own favorite place.”

“There’s more of you than you?”

“Ha ha, yes. And, she doesn’t like walking in with people either.”

“I don’t get it. I’ve seen you strike up a conversation with other people here. In fact, that’s how we met.”

“That’s different.”

“Here’s another question I’ll probably regret asking. How is that different?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Bar folk, I guess.”

“Bar folk?”

“I’ve rarely met someone sitting at a bar who didn’t mind talking and didn’t have something interesting to say.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Here you go guys. Wings, ParmPep and a Corona for you. Blue Cheese and another splash of bourbon for you. And this round is on me.”

“Thanks Cheryl.”

“Yes, thanks. I mean he’s paying, but I, too, appreciate the magnanimous gesture.”

“You’re both welcome. The management appreciates good bar folk!”

Today’s gallery includes some photos from my dark commute. If you want to see some color, check out Chery’s place.

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  1. Not talking to some folks while enjoying talking to others reminded me of how we use to talk to fellow travelers and have interesting conversations. Now, people put ear buds in to make sure you get the message that they have no interest in talking to you. Who knew two dime-sized items would have such an influence on how we interact. Hey, maybe you need a pair in your coat pocket that you can just put in as you arrive at work at a busy time. :-) Love those ‘young’ Maddie shots.

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    1. Thanks Judy. The really sad part about remembering travel, say from the ‘80s is that we thought it had gotten bad then 🙁

      You’re right about the ear buds. I saw someone a few weeks ago sitting at a bar with earbuds in. There should be a law.

      I don’t remember posting so many baby-Maddie photos, but I guess I did.

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  2. You know, Dan, sometimes I have a moment of difficulty deciding who is the focus of conversation between you and your persnickety, ummm, discerning, friend. Lol.
    In this instance, although I would stop short of walking through wet grass, I completely agree about making the difficult entry into the workplace, aka, dungeon of dread, alone. Although our building has nine floors and we occupy the top two, there is relatively little going on elsewhere in it since the big company (who shall not be named here) moved out. However, on the fourth floor there is some business I know not any details about except that all the employees are aged average 25 or younger, have no manners, dress like they are on their way to an interview with GQ or Elle magazine and apparently consider me/us on the upper floors to be mere caca on their designer boots. I assume they are IT (sorry) related jobs since they are always loaded to the max with computers and other devices. I wil sometimes slow down to wait for another elevator just to avoid the scrunched nose which is always pointed at their cell phone, their bodies pressed against the farthest wall, holding their breath lest I speak. And on those days when I am feeling devilish I do. I love making them speak. Have a good day seems to elicit a quick, confused “Thank you” as they depart with much relief. Sorry ladies, but the gals are far worse than the guys. The fellas will often engage, perhaps because I remind them of their Mom. Who knows? I don’t want deep conversation at 7:30, just a bit of human decency, like eye contact. I mean they chat like little stupid mice to one another all the way up. The things I hear……🙄 And you are right about bar folk, especially those that actually sit AT the bar. We always make friends that way. Thanks for being such a great patron and tipper, Dan.
    PS. Try taking the stairwell for exercise and having someone try to race behind you up the steps. 🙈

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    1. I read and reread these posts to try to clarify who’s speaking, but I struggle sometimes. We’re only on the 3rd floor, so a I almost always take the stairs up and down. I only take the elevator if both hands are full.

      We have some new companies subleasing space on our floor. They are clearly IT folk (I understand) and you can derail them with a hello and a little eye contact.

      I do sit AT THE BAR, and I will talk to anyone and I take care of the bartender (even Skippy). Thanks!


  3. MAn, you certainly aced today’s prompt!! :~)

    I like the term “bar folk”. It’s user friendly compared to “bar fly” or “bar people”. When I worked, I always arrived early to be able to park in ‘my’ space. The tree nearby shaded my car from the summer sun, it was easy access to where I worked, and the guys who parked in that area shoveled me out in the winter! Perfect!! Thinking about parking in ‘my’ space? Fageddaboutit!!

    Love all the reflection pictures. And those sunsets are breathtaking. And Maddie and her shamrock. But puppy Maddie…..her expression says, “What’s in your hand? Are you taking my picture again! Please let me know next time so I can comb my hair!” Little did sweet Maddie know that she would live in front of the camera! And lucky for all of us who are addicted to this beautiful redhead.

    Happy weekend Dan.
    🔹 Ginger 🔹

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    1. Thanks Ginger. Parking is a disaster where I work. There are two large lots, but they are shared by two office buildings and a hotel. If the hotel is crowded, early birds are faced with all the good spots in one lot still occupied. I park in the other lot, but it’s by permit only and only five of our employees have permits. (I gave them out, and I gave them out in order of arrival).

      Some of Maddie’s puppy pictures told us there was something different about her. She didn’t always seem to understand what was going on. She still gets that way these days. We don’t know if she’s having mini-seizures or if something else if going on between those pretty red ears. She asks to go outside, we go out and she looks up as if to say “why are we outside?” – We’ve learned to just take her back in at that point.

      I like how she hogged the selfie ;-)


  4. I have my preferred spaces to park just about everywhere I go regularly. If nothing else, I don’t have to memorize where I parked if I always park around or in the same place. When #4 Daughter was little, before I learned that trick, we would go out searching for the car, and I would point the car key into the distance and say, “BEEP! Oh, it must be over there.” That was really fun when she got to the age to say, “Mom, stop it.” :D

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    1. Ha ha – I loved doing things like that – like mooing at cows. Kids don’t understand that when they want us to stop, we want to do it more. I am a creature of habit, but you’re right, I don’t have to worry about where I parked.

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  5. I get into work at 9 so ‘my’ spot is most always there for me. I park way at the end of the parking lot so I can brag that I ‘walked’ into work. A couple mornings ago my spot was taken and I had to park closer to the front. Ugh. ruined my day. You’re using a tripod now?! Dang. I gotta get with the program and try that.

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    1. Ha ha – I only get your spot on the days I have to run an errand at lunch. I almost never do that. I have always carried a mini-tripod, but I rarely use it. I got mad at my camera trying to put more light into the pictures than was really there. I wanted to get one shot that looked like what I was seeing.

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    1. Thanks John. I think it’s only worse in the morning, when it’s just you and that whiny guy in the lobby. When I worked in consulting, the lobby and elevators were always crowded. I think that was easier. Maddie hogged that selfie pretty well. She would rather not share the image (unless with Faith).

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  6. Love your beautiful sunset shots, Dan, and the discussion about parking spots and interactions with others. If we go by Myers Briggs, I too am an introvert (INFP) and I definitely like my “me” time. As for parking, I am definitely territorial about that–I get mad if someone is in the spot I usually use, which is far from the building. I note that there is a core group of people that park at the fringe areas of the parking lot, presumably to avoid dings,while many others fight for the close-in spaces.

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    1. I’m glad I’m not the only one with “my” space, Mike. My problem is that we are only allowed to park in certain spaces in this lot, and a lot of them are less than ideal.

      The sunrises are later and the sunsets earlier, but we have seen some pretty ones. I’m glad you like them.


  7. Yeah, we’re all consistent in our parking, too. I thought about this while Mentor was out for two months. No one parked in her spot the whole time. I thought about this a lot, actually, and I never could figure out why someone messing up our parking arrangements would bother me, just that it would. Now and again, some ‘visitor’ will block us all in and every single time, I go in there like, “Ms So-and-So, could I see you for a moment?” and then I walk Ms to the lot and politely explain how to park so that our staff may still leave. Every time, they seem surprised that 1) That they’ve blocked us in. I’ve never figured that out. Perhaps they’ve never been to a school or a fair or a church festival… I do not consider myself spatially talented. 2) They all say the same thing, “But we’ll be done before you leave, right?” and every time I say we do go places in the course of our employment, well they just had no idea! Which if you consider these statements made in sequence, means they DID know they were blocking us, they just didn’t think it mattered. Given where I work, I often wonder if these people have the reasoning abilities required, because there’s a little voice inside me who very much wants to say, ‘While your statements sound reasonable independently, together they are contradictory and you appear to be an unreliable narrator of your own intent and you appear to be avoiding personal responsibility.’
    Anyway, parking is clearly important to me.

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    1. Oh my goodness. How do you not know you are blocking another car? My coworker and I joke about bringing road cones to mark our spots. We share this lot with other buildings, and it’s not a good working relationship.

      Parking at the bar is awful. The spots are vary close together and, well, it’s a bar, so the people leaving are not always the best drivers.

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  8. Bar folk are the best. Your gallery is stunning, especially the colorful skies and adorable fur babies. I have a similar parking idiosyncrasy but more for the ability to back out safely when it is time to leave versus people I might see. Our parking structure is tight, you almost have to be a stunt car driver to maneuver it. No one is around when I get there in the early am, seeing someone would really be a shock.

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    1. Oh my goodness, reading the words “back out” sent a shiver up my spine. I always back in so I can pull out. Before moving into this building, we parked in a garage like you describe – that always put my blood pressure up a notch or two.

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  9. Most always, I am the first to arrive at work (on our side of the building). I walk in by myself, trip the motion lights, turn on the computer and make a first cup of coffee in peace…unless my boss shows up early because he has to be in Madison by 8:30. And I would not mind walking in with him because he’s not one of those people you mention above.

    On the other hand, if I came in early and I saw a tall IT guy who always walked across the grass and didn’t seem to want to say hello, I’d probably go out of my way to engage. Because I’m like that. Then again, you’d probably talk to me because I’m not one of those people you mention above and I love beer, football and bicycles. Go Steelers! GoPackGoNextYear!

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    1. I would talk to you! Actually, there is a guy, a lawyer on the 2nd floor, who I will go out of my way to talk to. He’s just a really nice guy. Mostly, when I get to work, I just want to get in, get my coffee and get going.

      I hope we can put a December streak in gear tomorrow. 9-6-1 could get you in a wildcard slot. Lots of winable games ahead (if you can beat the Bears). GoPackGo!

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  10. This makes perfect sense to me, too. Who wants to talk that early? Having our own parking place probably relates to when we had assigned seats in school. It happens in church, too, but if someone is in your place in church, you have to be nice to them and let them sit there, especially if they’re new.

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    1. It’s funny that you mention church, Joanna. My brother and I and my daughter went to my mother’s church the Sunday before her funeral. We knew a lot of the people wouldn’t be able to come to the services. We were planning to sit in the back. Faith and I had been there before. The minister’s wife recognized us and said “you’re Betty’s kids – oh, you have to sit in her pew.” And she asked the people sitting there to move over :-) She had been a member for 75 years.

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        1. It was nice of her as it meant we got to sit near the people she normally sat near. The best part was that my brother and I had gone to Sunday School with a lot of those people. She always liked her name. She would point out that it wasn’t short for anything.

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  11. I loved your exposure of 4 seconds on a mini tripod morning shot of the skyline and reflections in the river!!

    Your sunsets were gorgeous on those days.

    I like to park in the same area, but not necessarily the same spot at the places I frequent the most. I prefer to back in, but I don’t always. I like the quicker, safer get of the parking spot aspect of backing in.

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  12. Thanks Deborah. I was frustrated with the way this camera wants to add light to night photos. It takes a lot for me to venture into the M-manual settings mode and dig out the tripod, but maybe I should do it more often.

    I either back into a parking spot or pull through two spots so I can pull out going forward. The exception is in the lower lot of this bar, because where I park, I can back into a shuttle drop-off (they are near several hotels) where there are never any cars.


  13. Parking is such a huge issue in India. I mean we don’t even have wider streets and people keep buying these huge SUVs that take up all the space. Secondly, there is hardly any civic sense cultivated so people park their cars wherever they fancy, sometimes even on the road. This is why I prefer to stick to public transport like trains and buses. If I have the budget I would call an Uber. Maybe in the near future I would buy a scooter for grocery rounds.

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    1. It’s hard for me to imagine cities worse than New York or Boston, but I understand that your traffic situation is much worse. I don’t envy you that, but I do envy the public transit options you have.


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