By Basil El-Ghazzawy, a Finalist of NewsPortalSite’s Writing Contest
“It looks like… ah… people dine here….”
“Watch what you say around here, OK?”
He
shuffled in his chair nervously, then grabbed me by the collar from
across the table. In a vicious whisper, he barked into my ear; “They’relooking at us, man! We’re the only white guysin this place!”
Ah, yes… so we were. I licked my lips and put on my sunglasses.
“Don’ttaunt them, man! Put your glasses back on, man!”
“Relax,” I said. “They’re prescription.”
Just then a big-boned waitress sauntered to our table. “You boys been waiting long?” she asked.
“No,
not at all,” I smiled. I got a good look at her: her eyes were
bloodshot and her nose was pressed almost inside of her face… but
despite the gruesome features, she was an attractive lady, with curves
fit for a ski slope.
I
glanced at my comrade for approval; but he stared at the table with an
expression of guilt, too embarrassed to even look the girl in the eye.
“We’re just looking for something to eat,” I finally said. “Some menus would be superb.”
She nodded and walked to the other end of the room.
“Listen,” I said. “We’renot
the only white guys in the bar.” I took off my sunglasses, “Look me in
the face.” His hands were on the pepper shaker, shaking like mad, and he
looked up, just barely. “I’m not a white man, Jon,” I said. “Look at my
skin.”
I
held up my arm to his and it quickly became obvious. I laughed like a
hyena and put on my sunglasses. His eyes widened, and the waitress came
back with two menus….
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Sunny’s Midtown Bar and Grill is located at 2940 Chicago Avenue.
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