The Artist.

Busy night, studying for an exam between coffee pots.
Just mopped up a juice mess when this very facially hairy man mumbles something I could not even pretend to understand.
I smile and take cover behind the counter.
He goes out, smokes a cigarette.

I observed quietly.

Then he came in, approached the counter.

"I have an exchange to make." He began.

"Umm...for what?"

"A painting...for a coffee."

Jaw drop please.

"I mean..a coffee, it's 1,57$, for a painting, don't have any gifts to give or anything?"

I had seen the painting, worthy of a 6 grade art project for father's day.

I politely refused, waited for him to say something understandable for he had began mumbling again.

When he turned away I took refuge cleaning tables. He gave me a dirty look, took his painting and left.

Now, I wish I had taken the painting just to have proof of this little story of mine.

Anyone would have wanted it?

Bids start at 1,57$