The Dancing Pony pickup line of the week is….
I enjoy the holiday seasons, no matter whether it’s Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving, etc… They inspire people to do good things for others. Granted, we should be searching for ways to express selflessness all year round but the holidays remind us that we’re blessed and should help others out whenever and wherever we can.
I witnessed one such act of kindness recently.
It all started a couple of weekends ago with a young cowboy friend of mine,
named Luis, who was suffering from a little holiday depression. All of his family lives in Brazil and he couldn’t take off of work long enough to go home for the holidays.
He comes up here, legally, every year on a temporary work visa. He usually stays three to four months and then returns to Brazil. The money he makes here is enough to sustain him and his widowed mother back home for the year because their cost of living is so much lower.
Anyway, my friend came in the Dancing Pony and was sitting at the bar having a beer. A young woman came in with her co-workers who were having an office party. She walked up to the bar and ordered a pitcher of Divine Margaritas for her table.
She leaned toward the bartender and asked who Luis was, and if he was with someone. The bartender explained his situation to her and she turned to him and said,
“Hey, Cowboy. My name is Erica. What’s your name?”
“I’m Luis, ma’am.”
“Well, ‘Luis-ma’am,’ you look like you could use some cheering up. Would you care to join us?
We don’t bite…unless you ask nicely.”
She gave him a devilish smile and Luis looked a little tongue-tied but he accepted and they moved over to the party’s table right next to the bar.
Erica asked Luis about his family back home and if he had any way to contact them and he said, “I have a cell phone but it’s a limited plan so I can’t call as much as I’d like to.”
“Does your family have a computer at home?”
Luis said, “No, but I hope to be able to buy a tablet or something before I have to leave this year.”
Erica leaned over and whispered something in the ear of her closest co-worker and then the co-worker turned to the one next to her. The action was repeated all the way around the table.
The ladies looked at each other and cheered.
Erica dazzled Luis with another smile and said, “It just so happens that we have two tablets here that were office party drawing prizes. They both have Skype loaded onto them, so you can communicate with your family for free. We’ve decided to give them to you and we’ll also pay the shipping to get one of them to Brazil. You should be able to video chat with your family by next weekend. That is provided they have a Wi-Fi service to connect to—and provided you agree to our terms.”
All the women nodded with avid glee.
Looking happy and confused at the same time, Luis said, “I don’t know what to say, ladies. I—wait. What terms are you referring to?”
Erica looked at Luis, and then at all the ladies, and said, “You have to dance with all of us, unless of course your wife would object to it.”
Luis said, “Oh, I don’t have a—”
Before he could finish his sentence the whole table cheered again and Erica said, “Awesome!
Then I get you first. Let’s go, Cowboy.”
They put that young cowboy through his paces that night, although he looked as though he didn’t mind at all.
Fast forward to this past weekend. They all returned, before we got busy, and set up a video conference with his family right here at the club. It was very heartwarming and brought tears to everyone’s eyes.
It’s definitely worth mentioning that Erica and Luis danced only with each other that night.
I love the Holidays. Merry Christmas to all.
©Heather Rainier 2018
