Bubba Does Christmas

"Slamming his truck door, Bubba almost ran into Joe's bar. Looking at his watch, it was 5:15 p.m. "Gonna have to hurry. I can only stay fifteen minutes. That's enough time for a beer and then go home. I promised Katie." The waitress with an empty tray turned to the front door and called out, "Hey, Bubba, have a seat. What'll it be?" Pulling out a chair at a table with two guys, Bubba said, "Connie, just one beer that's all I have time for. Promised Katie I would be home early so we can go to the mall and Wal-Mart to finish up our Christmas shopping." "Hey, Cal, how long have you been here?" Cal looked up, saying, "Oh, since about one o'clock." Bubba said, "Why so early?" "Well," said Cal, "the shop is closed two weeks during Christmas holidays. So that gives me more drinking time right here at the hol-idays. Well, I'll have more time with the kids, less money, but who's complaining." Connie while walking up to the table and giving Bubba his beer said, "It sounds like you were, Cal. Just be glad Brenda has most of her Christmas shopping already finished."