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A MARGARITA, A SWINE and My Money
Yesterday after work, Lolly and I went to this little lounge for a few drinks. The place was jumping and we waited patiently for the waitress to come to our table, but it was to no avail. I finally got up and went directly to the bar and ordered two drink before happy hour would end.
It was 5 minutes till 7 when the barmaid took my order, and when she got to our table with the drinks it was 7:01. She went to another table without charging us. We finished the drink and asked for another one, and when she came back with our 2nd drinks, she charged us for the first drinks and the second, but didn’t charging us for the first drinks at happy hour prices. I told her that we had come in before happy hour for our first round. She appeared very upset, and stated that we had to pay according to the cash register.
I argued with her because of the principle of the matter, and told her again, that we arrived before happy hour, and she should charge us accordingly for the first rounds of drinks. I then laid the money on the table and she grabbed it and threw the money at me, which hit my chest, then landed near my feet. Lolly and I were in shock! Not knowing whether to call for the manager or not, I just sat there as embarrassed as could be and continued sipping on my Margarita, and thinking the situation over. I asked myself if I should report her to management, but decided against it, because I didn't want her to possibly lose her job. As I mentioned before, the place was packed, and she and the bartender were the only two employees having to attend to so many customers needs, and was probably was overwhelmed by it. I then thought about going to the SWINE and yanking her by the hair, but I thought against it, because I would end up the loser and face charges for assault. Then I thought about just letting it go, and decided to go that route. I got up and started picking up the money I had given her for the drinks, which she'd thrown at me and landed at my feet.
Lolly and I finished our drinks and left. Before I got home, I stopped by the grocery store and bought groceries with the money the bitch had thrown at me. I continued thinking it over, and came to the conclusion that I had made the right decision.
I still can't believe she did that to me.
My questions are:
Did I make the right choice?
What would you have done, had this happened to you?
Has anyone ever behaved in an extremely rude and hostile manner with you? If so, How did you handle it?
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