I had been seated here long enough to know that the bartender was to be fired. A drink was all that was asked of him but he seemed rather rattled by something other than his job. If i were any soberer, I would have felt a great deal for the man, considering that he looked not a hair above 19 and would have thought a million other dramatic reasons as to why his face was to found so gloomily.  But from my current place of seating, he looked nothing but a miserable little creature who failed to make me a … Continue reading The Unchained Influence.