PUT 'EM UP OR SHUT UP!
That would be the phrase of the night as one of our own almost doled out some patron justice on a rather annoying customer who wouldn't take "no" for an answer. From what I could gather, a couple of the regulars were sitting at the bar, enjoying a nice after-work beverage. Standing next to them was this non-descript older gentleman, wearing a Pittsburgh Steelers hat. During the course of their conversation, I could see the gentleman staring off into their direction, almost as if he was eavesdropping.
About five minutes later I look up again and there's the same guy, now standing in between the two regulars, trying his best to strike up a conversation with the regulars. At first, the regulars appeased him by engaging with him in the typical idle chat. Then I notice that the gentlemen has more or less invaded the "personal space" and has pretty much wedged himself in-between the two regulars, asking personal questions like "How much money do you make?". This obviously didn't sit well with the two; one regular in particular, known for his enthusiastic chants and beefy knuckles, suddenly stands up and begins to scream at the now-startled Pittsburgh Steelers' fan.
At that point, I jump into the middle of the situation and separated the adversaries. The Pittsburgh Steelers' fan claimed that he didn't understand why the regulars were getting upset with him; He was only having a conversation. I encouraged the two parties to disperse and soon after, they all did, much to my relief. I was in no mood to have to break up any fights. It was a strange event, nevertheless.
As soon as this cleared up, JON CUSACK, FREEJACK, REDSKINS GIRL and a male acquaintance made their way into the bar and hung out for a few hours; They joined DIRTY SANCHEZ for a few minutes before he departed to parts unknown.
BABY GIRL stopped by on her way home and we ended up chatting for a few hours; She's pretty easy to talk to and we usually have pretty good conversations (when she's not hitting me) and last night was no exception.
I also ended up meeting this lovely young lady who happened to be from my hometown, Cleveland, Ohio. She was telling me about how she wanted to become a Men's Fashion Designer and how she took out a bank loan just to move to the city. She's currently living in Harlem, working as a temp while pursuing her dream. I told her that she was a brave soul and that her dreams would come true if she believed in herself. Needless to say, we hit it off.
Overall, a rather interesting night.
NUFF SAID
4 comments:
BABY GIRL, hitting on you? Surely you must be pulling our legs...
B to the...
No you twit- HITTING me, not hitting ON me. Literally hitting me. She has this reflex thing where she punches my arm when she gets excited.
You said hitting and I heard shitting, as in, "No you twit - SHITTING me, not shitting ON me."
Gross, just gross
Mahongany
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