Rocket ManRocket Man“She packed my bags last night, pre-flight.”I had been told that my contact was going to be singing Rocket Man on karaoke night at a bar, which will remain nameless. Though, I will say their stools were as hard on my ass as my boss about this whole thing.“Zero hour, Nine a.m.”I set my mojito down and listened quietly trying my hardest to focus on his voice over the chatter of freshly single, freshly alcoholic post grads and fish stories of “the other other white meat.” He was quite good actually.“And I’m gonna be high as a kite by then.”I was told to wait till he fi