I had one heck of a crazy night last night. It started off innocently enough, Just work (I work at an Italian restaurant) and we were dead slow because of the holiday. My friends came in after indulging in a few beverages at the Irish pub next door. Once I got off work I met up with them and seeing as it was my best friends birthday(his name is Patrick, no joke), we got some drinks in.
I was having a good time, seeing random people I hadn’t seen in ages, then a fight broke out. I know the owners of the pub and being the good person that I am, I decided to break it up. This fight happened to between 2 rather large ladies. When I was separating them, one
of them turned on me and started kicking and screaming that I punched her or something. Someone else was holding her back, but then the chick started pulling my hair! Maybe its an omen to cut my hair, I dunno. I got them kicked out and the owner bought be a beer and I figured everything would be all good. Then I went to use the restroom and outside the back door the same chick is yelling that she is “going to F*** me up”. It was pretty comical.
The rest of the night was full of bar hopping and good times. Hoping the clash will be the same!