The most unusual things happen, and the most unusual characters come out of the woodwork. Let’s see… I couldn’t string more than 2 – 3 shots together playing 9-ball, so I switch to a shooting drill to work on rhythm and stroke. I made 60 balls in a row from the start. I go back to playing racks, same thing as before.
Next, an intoxicated man comes up to me. Tells me he doesn’t play pool, but my problem is… (insert ridiculous garbage here). I smile, nod, and move on.
Lastly, an old girlfriend shows up that I haven’t talked to in 4 years. No pleasantries, just starts dumping her problems on me with her new fiancée. <<<Hey psycho girl! There’s a reason why I haven’t spoken with you in years. You’re too self absorbed! How about a "Hi. How's things with you" before your diatribe.>>>
I leave the pool hall, get into my car, look up to see the full moon and say to myself, “Now this makes sense”.
Next, an intoxicated man comes up to me. Tells me he doesn’t play pool, but my problem is… (insert ridiculous garbage here). I smile, nod, and move on.
Lastly, an old girlfriend shows up that I haven’t talked to in 4 years. No pleasantries, just starts dumping her problems on me with her new fiancée. <<<Hey psycho girl! There’s a reason why I haven’t spoken with you in years. You’re too self absorbed! How about a "Hi. How's things with you" before your diatribe.>>>
I leave the pool hall, get into my car, look up to see the full moon and say to myself, “Now this makes sense”.
