Maybe it’s time to retire, the Rat thought. I was eighteen when I had my first beer in this bar. Since then there have been thousands of beers, thousands of orders of French fries, thousands of records on the jukebox. Like waves lapping the sides of a barge, they’ve all come and gone.
I've been referring to when I stopped drinking as 'retirement' since it happened in 2015. This is the first I've seen anybody else do that. Weird variation of a small world.
