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Mad Men
Urvi
“Mad Man! What’ll it be?” I shouted across the bar. It was Friday
night happy hour, and the place was heaving. My feet ached from overuse,
my hands ached from mixing endless cocktails, my head ached from the
relentless music and my cheeks ached from my fake smile. Working at
Dragon’s Den was about as far from helping out at the local pub back home
as you could get, and not always in a good way. The only music that got
played in the Nag’s Head back in Bogner was an occasional bit of Elton John,
and even then only when Mandy the landlady was feeling frisky.
Terry, my boss, had had me on the floor for a while serving at tables
but there were . . . problems: wandering hands, up-skirting photos and a
higher proportion of split drinks versus actual ones served. Now I was kept
firmly behind the bar despite my poor cocktail-making skills. Terry said it
was safer that way.
Mad Man, aka Jack leaned over the bar and smiled at me. He was a
regular. Nearly every week he brought clients here. He and his other
designer-suit-wearing friends propped up the bar and flashed their cash most
Friday nights. Everything about them screamed loaded, from their Italian
leather shoes to their tailored suits complete with tie clips. Tie clips. To me
they were the Mad Men, as most of them worked as advertising executives in
the same company round the corner. And Jack was my firm favourite – his
dark hair, gorgeous five o’clock shadow, and piercing blue eyes. He was just
so male and grown up and burly. I don’t think I’d ever described a man as
burly before. Probably because the adjective had been left in the 80s where it
belonged to describe lumberjacks, bikers and Vikings. But, despite the
designer togs and perfect grooming, burly just seemed to suit Jack down to
the ground. He was nothing like the boys at the Academy. Jack was tall and
well-built and oozed confidence. He was a proper adult and he seemed to
have his shit together. As someone with their shit very much all over the
place, I found that unbelievably attractive. Plus, he was just a thoroughly
decent, funny-as-hell guy.
“Three Corona’s please, Urvi,” he said through his smile, and I felt
heat rise to my cheeks. He always pronounced my name the proper way, the
way my family said it, with the right intonation and everything. Even my
closest friends didn’t say it the correct way, and for some reason it made me
feel connected to Jack like he knew me.
Which was ridiculous.
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