THE LANGUAGE OF MEN

By Charles Deemer    

 

The bartender brought them fresh drinks. It was Frank’s round.

 

Joe said, “So what’d she say?”

 

“She gave me one of her looks.”

 

“Which look is that?”

 

Frank shoved a dollar tip at the bartender.

 

“The one that says get lost.” he said.

 

“And then?”

 

“Here I am.”

 

They drank.