Stardate 52034.6

	One minute he had been nine years old, saying, "I wanna fly on a
starship, mom!" The next minute he was 22 and flying towards the U.S.S.
Equinox. His stomach did another flip. He couldn't beleive it. He was
actually going to be a part of a starship. Doing what he always wanted:
bartending. He loved mixing drinks for people while they complained about
their job and their family problems. He loved being the one to make them
feel better, either with the right words or with a stiff drink. 
	He had always liked the notion of being a Starfleet Officer, 
working his way up the chain, becoming Captain of his own ship. Running 
the ship by day, running the bar by night. Unless, of course, they got 
into some trouble. Then his badge would beep, and a voice would say, 
"Captain to the bridge!" And he'd put down the bottle of rum and smile 
to the customer and say, "Excuse me." Then he'd calmly walk into the hall, 
and into the turbolift and say, "Bridge," in a deep, commanding voice. 
He'd get to the bridge, and even under the most severe pressure would know 
just what to do to save the day. 
	But, he knew that would never happen. He had enough trouble in 
grade school that the Acadamy was completely out of reach. So he'd settle 
for bartender by day, bartender by night. As an official civilian living 
on board. He liked the sound of that. "Sasha Stroh, Civilian on the U.S.S. 
Equinox. Official Barkeep." And he'd be there soon enough, too. He sat next 
to the pilot of the runabout with a smile on his face. He just couldn't 
wait to get on board. And then the computer beeped. A large structure was 
detected straight in front of them. And then there it was on the screen,
at one of the docking ports on Starbase 263, the U.S.S. Equinox.
	The doors slid closed behind him. He looked around his quarters 
and knew he'd be happy here. He quickly got unpacked and headed for the 
bar. Strange, everyone here seemed to call it the "Equilibrium." He decided
that he liked the name. He walked in and went up to the current barkeep
and introduced himself. He didn't actually start until the next day but
he wanted to get familiar with the place first. He sat down at a table in
the back by the windows and watched everyone. He could tell right away by
looking who would be regulars.
	Next he stopped by the holodeck. He had his own program that he 
used to use back home on Earth. It was a remake of a 20th Century arcade, 
complete with air hockey desks, Street Fighter games, and pinball machines. 
He stepped up to his nemesis, Super Android. "So we meet again, Mr. 
Pinball Machine. You won't get away so easy this time." He smirked and 
launched the ball.
	Sasha's first day on the job went well, nothing he couldn't handle. 
The only mishap of the day was an Oblokoni on board who wanted a drink Sasha
had never heard of. But that wasn't too much of a problem, since the
Oblokoni told him what drinks to use and thoroughly enjoyed Sasha's mix of
it. It seemed like a very friendly crew, and he knew he was going to love
it here.