One night a regular came walking up with three friends while I had a line in front of the bar. When I looked over at her she raised up four fingers to let me know there were four of them total. She walked up and I told her it'd be five or ten minutes but she'd get in faster than if she waited. Then her three friends walked up.
"Is this guy with you? Cause that's a problem."
"Oh yea, he's with me... I work with him and..."
"He's an asshole, he's not coming in."
The tall man that was with the girl walked up. "Is Stewart here? I'm friends with Stewart."
"He's not working tonight and it doesn't matter. Your a pain in my ass, your not coming in."
As the tall man reaches for the door handle, "Stewart said I could walk in any time I wanted."
Now Stewart is a fairly nice guy. He's one of the bartenders and the complete opposite of me. I've helped him out with this tall guy before and then later explained to him how much of an ass he is. To which Stewarts only reply was, "Hey man, if he's annoying you then fuck him, he can wait or he doesn't have to come in."
I grab the tall man by his wrist, "That's nice, as soon as Stewart is my boss and tells me what to do I'll listen. Until then, your still a pain in my ass that's growing and your not coming into this bar."
The tall man looks at the girl and with a roll of his eyes says, "I told you he's an asshole, I don't know why you wanted to come here."
"Well, maybe you should leave. I never have this kind of problem here."
The tall man stood there and glared at me. It was kind of funny. He was about two or three inches taller than me and much smaller weight wise. Then he spun around and grabbed his date and got in a cab.
The girl looked at me and started to apologize when I bluntly cut her off in mid sentence.
"Only two of you?" I asked with a grin.
She smiled back, "Yea, only two."
"Well then, come on in and enjoy yourselves."
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