I went down to the pub to see my friends yesterday as I kind of wanted some entertainment. So I did.
It was a fun night. Until late... people were getting way too pissed...
I was getting ready to go home as I was really knackered. So, I went to the Ladies. When I got back... Oops... there's this strange cable on the floor? Where did it come from? So, I paused and looked carefully where I was going. Then, someone pushed me. Real hard. I was like.. WTF?!?
I turned back to see who pushed me. It was some drunk French man. Apparently, he was chatting with the Manager and I happened to pause between them while they were chatting. Therefore, he pushed me to get out of the way!?!
The Manager saw the expressions on my face (and plus "What the f..." that I slipped out), she said "You know him. Nothing personal, Kay."
I sat for a while to take it all in. Then, I realised it was downright rude and I didn't really know him. This jerk needed to learn a lesson or two. But the Manager was trying to cool things off before. So, I walked up to her and told her "This time I'll let him walk. But if he does it again, I won't bite my tongue."
She understood. And I promise, if he gets nasty or rude to me again, he'll regret it for the rest of his life.
Jesus Christ... and he pushed me so hard that it still hurt even an hour later!!!
:(
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