[JosephNF]

So tonight, my brother and I decide to go to a local pub for a few brews. We grab a couple of yuenglings (my favorite domestic beer), and then decide to grab a couple of tequila shots to start the night off right. The bartender, lets call him john (f.u.c.k if I can remember his name), pours us a double shot for the price of one ($5 a piece), and says the other shot is on the house. For the shots, it costs us $10, and I throw the bartender $20 and tell him to keep the change. For the rest of the night, the guy completely ignores our emtpy glasses (there's only about 5 of us in the bar), and throws us an attitude as if to say "thanks for the shitty tip." The guy probably got about $30 in tips on a $60 tab, and has the odacity to tell us to "be patient, I'm busy" when I ask him to refill our drink order after about 15 minutes of empty mug time.

Then, after the bar had closed, I notice a cell phone is on the ground and ask the guy in front of me if the phone was his, of which he said yes. Then, a sluttily dressed employee of the bar begins to shoot the breeze at my car door, and the very same guy calls me a "fag" for absolutely no reason. Of course, my first reaction is to jump out of the car and smash his face, but sometimes you just have to let things go. Sorry for the drunken rant, but sometimes people just get to me.