Jean 103
05-27-2015, 10:53 PM
I worked a half day Saturday and Sunday, I was going to work a couple hours on Monday but the customer was out of town. I decided to go to Solvang for a walk around town and go to Lompoc to check in at the bar. It was about seven when I got to the bar. Small crowd Mr. D was there, a couple other regulars and a new bartender. What’s up with this, well the bar had a beach party for the employees, if I had gone surfing like I had planned I would have run into them. They brought in this bartender just for Monday she opened at 10 am and tossed us out at 10pm. I had played Mr. D a couple games of pool, I won both. I was sitting with one of the girls and her out of town friend, they wanted to continue to party so we went to a bar across town called the whistle stop. My dad’s girlfriend’s daughter Ms. R owns this place. My dad and this girlfriend Ms. D have been gone for a long time now. I use to clean this bar when I was going to college. Ms. R worked nights so I didn’t see her I would see Ms. D and my dad in the mornings sometimes. I was usually gone by the time they showed up to open. I have not been back since my dad died more than thirty years ago. I walk in the girls are sitting at the bar and Ms. R is bartending. I introduce myself, she doesn’t remember me but she does remember my dad. It just came to me, Ms. R’s mom and my dad where living together, that means she was like my sister. They had houses next door to each other. I had been to Ms. D’s house many times but never to Ms. R’s. Ms. R said her kids live in the houses now. I told her that I was sorry if talking about her mom upset her and that I really liked her mom. She said that it was ok and that our conversation brought back good memories. A couple other girls showed up and we partied till closing a little after 1am. A night with the girls, I would have never guessed the day would end this way.
Ms. S did get moved out and is ok. Ms. K dropped her off just before we left. I asked her if everything was ok now, she said yes and we hugged as girls do.
I have been completely accepted now and I’m just one of the girls. I met a new girl at the whistle stop, after telling her what I do for a living she told me of a project she needs done. I gave her one of my cards from the company I work for, it has my guy name on the front. I wrote Jean and my cell number on the back. I was thinking today I started going places where people don’t know me, and now I’m doing the opposite. There is so much going on with the girls I feel like I’m in the middle of a soap opera.
About the reference to surfing. Saturday morning before I went to work my roommate returns from walking his dog and tells me about this surfboard at a garage sale down the street. He surfs and I have told him that I use to surf. I go and look at it, a long board perfect for small summer waves, and only fifteen dollars. I bring it home and clean it up. Now I need a wet suite for two reasons first the water is cold and second I have bikini tan lines. My roommate said I can borrow one of his. Yes my toe nails are always painted and no I’m not going to remove the nail polish to go surfing.
One last thing, one of the regulars from the bar showed up at the whistle stop, and as usual says HI JEAN. Ms. R asks if he isn’t the one that just opened the new restaurant uptown. I say yes. He had a girl with him stayed for a couple of drinks and said good night. The number of people who know me as Jean is growing, not sure how long till almost everyone in town knows.
Love Jean
Ms. S did get moved out and is ok. Ms. K dropped her off just before we left. I asked her if everything was ok now, she said yes and we hugged as girls do.
I have been completely accepted now and I’m just one of the girls. I met a new girl at the whistle stop, after telling her what I do for a living she told me of a project she needs done. I gave her one of my cards from the company I work for, it has my guy name on the front. I wrote Jean and my cell number on the back. I was thinking today I started going places where people don’t know me, and now I’m doing the opposite. There is so much going on with the girls I feel like I’m in the middle of a soap opera.
About the reference to surfing. Saturday morning before I went to work my roommate returns from walking his dog and tells me about this surfboard at a garage sale down the street. He surfs and I have told him that I use to surf. I go and look at it, a long board perfect for small summer waves, and only fifteen dollars. I bring it home and clean it up. Now I need a wet suite for two reasons first the water is cold and second I have bikini tan lines. My roommate said I can borrow one of his. Yes my toe nails are always painted and no I’m not going to remove the nail polish to go surfing.
One last thing, one of the regulars from the bar showed up at the whistle stop, and as usual says HI JEAN. Ms. R asks if he isn’t the one that just opened the new restaurant uptown. I say yes. He had a girl with him stayed for a couple of drinks and said good night. The number of people who know me as Jean is growing, not sure how long till almost everyone in town knows.
Love Jean