I was practicing in a pool hall I have never been to before last night. It is mostly bar tables with three 9 foot gold crowns in the back. I was on one of the gold crowns all alone in the back. A group of four comes drifting back into the area. I could tell they were non-players just from the way they were walking. They gathered around the table next to mine and took up station. A couple of them even got sticks off the wall and were waiting around the table.
The other two were looking around the sides of the table. I knew what they were looking for, the quarters slot. I let them look for a while. Finally they gave up and one of the women ask me if I knew how to operate this table. I was tempted to just say yes and keep on shooting. I told them they had to go up to the counter and get the balls. Apparently this was not something they wanted to do because they left, which is fine with me. I go to the pool hall to work and just want to be left alone. The last thing I need is a bunch of ball bangers underfoot.
The other two were looking around the sides of the table. I knew what they were looking for, the quarters slot. I let them look for a while. Finally they gave up and one of the women ask me if I knew how to operate this table. I was tempted to just say yes and keep on shooting. I told them they had to go up to the counter and get the balls. Apparently this was not something they wanted to do because they left, which is fine with me. I go to the pool hall to work and just want to be left alone. The last thing I need is a bunch of ball bangers underfoot.
