Sunday, July 27, 2014

Opening Day - Part 1

Dweezil walked into the bar and crossed his paws as he surveyed the scene in front of him.  Every thing was just perfect.  The mahogany  bar was polished to a high gloss.  The brass trim was shining as were the taps for the large selection of draft beer he had on hand.  The ludicrous portrait of Luella Katz was gone and in its place was a  large red and blue neon sign that spelled Dweezil's.  Two 60 flat screen TVs were broadcasting the all news and all sports channels and all the leather trimmed high backed mahogany bar stools needed were customers to sit on them.

Ten round table were placed throughout the room and each one sported a crisply ironed white tablecloth and a vase filled with local wildflowers.  The walls had been painted a deep current red and antique western art was hung at just the right level.

Trixie had outdone herself hiring absolutely perfect  kitchen staff and waitresses for the bar.  Diane Tailer had surprised him by not being the dumber than dirt tartalett he had imagined.  She was bright, highly competent and quickly turned the bar maids into a team.  She was also extremely attractive which was a definite plus in his book.  Dressed in her jeans, cowboy boots and white shirt, tastefully accessorized with silver and turquoise jewelry; she made a wonderful first impression to anyone entering the bar.

The bar maids, Daisy, Janet and Rose were the usual blend of ages, dispositions and talent that staffed most bars.  But they had one thing in common, the were highly motivated and wanted the place to succeed.  The only small thorn, was Lyla Jane Simpkins who was also not what he was expected. Instead of being hard and well used, she was very young, very sweet and not terribly bright.  But she was an extremely hard worker; and made up for her deficiencies in the smarts department with her sweet disposition and her eagerness to please.  In the two weeks the girls and the kitchen staff were in training, she very quickly became the pet of everyone who worked for him. 

So smiling, he crossed the room and opened the door.

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