Rainy Day Pomade Blues

Even though it was pouring rain outside
I rode the bus to Tempe anyways
desperate to get out of the house
dressed in the most typical looking
greaser cliche' clothing imaginable
black leather jacket
motorcycle boots
jeans
and a plain black t-shirt.
Get off the bus
and had to piss
so I walked up to a bar.
If you could even call it that.
Bahama Frank's or some cartoony shit.
My greasy hair was falling in my face
so I combed it back into place
finished and put the comb
away
before opening the door
the moment I stepped inside
the opening chords to
'Bad to the Bone' by George Thorogood
BLARED over the speakers in the bar.
"Da na na nah nu..."
the entire room erupted in laughter
blonde, docker wearing, polo shirted
bleached white teeth, all gleaming & laughing
shining in the too well-lit, franchised, themed bar.
"HEEEEEEYYYYYYYYY! FONZE!"
someone yelled
"STAY GOLD, PONYBOY!"
more laughter.
I went back out in the rain
and pissed behind the building of the bar.
One of the Mexican dishwashers came out to throw the trash
he saw my dick.
He laughed too.