I really should know better than to go out with these jerkoffs.
Wow. Phil's upset right now. Phil goes out tonight to say goodbye to his boss, who's going to Tunisia for a month. This is the same boss who asked Phil to manage his bar after [Phil] graduates.
"I don't know who your boy is, but he's been starting shit."
"Which guy?"
"I dont know. White, stripped shirt."
Fuck. It's "Kyle". This is typical.
"Where is he?"
"In the men's room."
"Okay. Thanks. I'll see what I can take care of."
::Walks to bathroom to see what the deal is. Asks "Kyle" and other friend in the bathroom what's going on. Bouncer (who's in the bathroom at this point and who I'm on a first name basis with) asks, "You know this guy?"
"Yeah. He works with me."
"Get him out of here."
Well fuck. Yeah, I work with this cat, but I like this bar (I'm a regular) and it's gonna be obvious when he comes back. I dare say I like the bar more than I like him.
He and I walk back towards where our group is hanging.
"Kyle, you need to leave. The bouncer's asked you to leave and I don't know what's going on, but we come here often, so just chill out and step outside."
::gets invited to fight outside by idiotic "Kyle".::
::Stupid asshole of a boss asks me to leave completely disregarding anything anyone explains to him::
Wow.
Thanks for making my decision for me, you stupid assholes.
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