“They have given me a week’s notice.” said Ronnie.
“For what?” asked Mike.
“To find a new job.” said Ronnie. “I fell asleep during the teleconference yesterday. They found out that I have been sleeping for the whole week.”
“Of course, they would notice. Why don’t you give up drinking altogether, man?” asked Mike.
There was a buzz near the bar. The bartender, after vigorously shaking the cocktail, spilled a considerable portion on the customer. There were curses all around.
Ronnie quickly walked over to him. “They lose their taste with shaking. This is how you do it.” He mixed the ingredients in perfect portions and stirred them gently. “Done in 30 seconds. There!”
Customers murmured appreciatively, while throwing tips at him. Ronnie looked up, embarrassed, to see Mike showing him the victory sign.
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and Ted for the photo.