Ministry of Pain
Footballguy
I don’t know if this just happens to me or if I’m the only one crazed enough to relay stories from my life. I believe they do happen to others but for whatever reason they are afraid to share. In the story I am going to tell you I thought for sure I was handling it right but in the end I’m sure somehow I am the ##### here. I’ll try to keep it short as the incident didn’t take long. Footnote: I have had to replace about 4 credit cards where they ripped off our info and made erroneous charges. The card companies are always nice about it but I still have to call and go thru the whole rigmarole. At least a couple times the incidents have been traced back to places my wife and I dined in or had drinks at.
Wife and I were leaving the movies today, we walked by a couple bars and the Canes game was on so I thought maybe I could catch the last 5 minutes of it. We grabbed a tiny table near the TV and it was in the outside bar area so I simply walked up to the bar to grab a beer and pay for it as we were not staying long, 1 little beer.
I order the beer and the girl seemed a little annoyed, she said they have waitresses and I said if it was all the same I would prefer to just get the beer and cash out, not staying long. I hand her my credit card and she started acting a little funny. First she disappeared with my card, did not go to the register where you run the card so I started watching her and she also was looking over her shoulder once in a while like she was guilty of something. Mind you I was calm as a cucumber at this point.
Then she starts walking for the bar inside and I still was hoping that she was simply running the card at the inside bar. Next I see her disappear behind the inside bar and I start to walk inside, even starting to gently redirect where others are walking in front of me so I could maintain a sightline and I start to see her down under the bar and she has what I assumed was her purse she was rummaging thru and I started asking questions. I didn’t even let her leave the inside bar before I started asking questions and she got MEGA DEFENSIVE!!! How dare I question this 20 something little girl running about the establishment with my CC and I am only ordering 1 beer.
She walks back to the outside bar and slams down my receipt wishing me a “Merry Christmas” which she repeated several times but it sounded a lot like “F U” and it felt to me and others standing around me that’s what she wanted to say to me. I let her yell Merry Christmas several times and I don’t know how many times but the fellow sitting down at the bar turned to me with a smirk on his face and said aren’t you gonna wish her a Merry Christmas back? He was smirking because she was being super rude. Christmas is technically over and most folks are already saying Happy New Years. I lifted my head up, shot those blue eyes of mine back at her and said “You’re gonna regret treating me like this" You can guess what she said next…you guessed it “MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!” in a slow overly pronounced way.
Now most of the times in the past I would have said my peace at the bar, cussed a bunch and walked off. I will bet some of you wish I would have done just that. As I was walking back to my table I said out loud to my wife “I’ll never come in here again” and that was when the manager who was in street clothes and I had no idea who he was, he walks over and introduces himself, asked if he could help. I explained to him what happened and that I thought I wasn’t being an ##### because I wasn’t yelling and screaming or acting like a tool about it. He apologized profusely and asked if he could get us anything and I simply said I just want to finish this one beer and get going. He asked again and I said it was fine but I could tell he was annoyed that he couldn’t just get me a free beer or food and put a smile on my face like most folks.
I’m not kidding, he marched behind the bar and he asked her one question. “Did you leave this bar with that man’s charge card?” (I can read lips pretty well and he was pointing) She did not lie to him and a few seconds later she was storming out. She threw a dish towel down as she was making an exit and of course yours truly was sitting at the little table by the entrance and she had to pass me, I did not make eye contact because she didn't want to look my way.
She did pass our table and she started to go down the rather long flight of stairs to the street. I popped up out of my seat and I heard my wife say “Oh no”. I watched her walk down about halfway and can anyone guess what I said? “Merry F’n Christmas Sweetheart!” You could have heard me shout that a mile away! And those were my exact words with heavy emphasis on the word sweetheart. She didn’t turn but I saw her fist clench and the side of those lips started to purse a bit. It’s so rare you get an opportunity to make someone regret something with such an instant impact, I couldn't help myself.
Wife and I were leaving the movies today, we walked by a couple bars and the Canes game was on so I thought maybe I could catch the last 5 minutes of it. We grabbed a tiny table near the TV and it was in the outside bar area so I simply walked up to the bar to grab a beer and pay for it as we were not staying long, 1 little beer.
I order the beer and the girl seemed a little annoyed, she said they have waitresses and I said if it was all the same I would prefer to just get the beer and cash out, not staying long. I hand her my credit card and she started acting a little funny. First she disappeared with my card, did not go to the register where you run the card so I started watching her and she also was looking over her shoulder once in a while like she was guilty of something. Mind you I was calm as a cucumber at this point.
Then she starts walking for the bar inside and I still was hoping that she was simply running the card at the inside bar. Next I see her disappear behind the inside bar and I start to walk inside, even starting to gently redirect where others are walking in front of me so I could maintain a sightline and I start to see her down under the bar and she has what I assumed was her purse she was rummaging thru and I started asking questions. I didn’t even let her leave the inside bar before I started asking questions and she got MEGA DEFENSIVE!!! How dare I question this 20 something little girl running about the establishment with my CC and I am only ordering 1 beer.
She walks back to the outside bar and slams down my receipt wishing me a “Merry Christmas” which she repeated several times but it sounded a lot like “F U” and it felt to me and others standing around me that’s what she wanted to say to me. I let her yell Merry Christmas several times and I don’t know how many times but the fellow sitting down at the bar turned to me with a smirk on his face and said aren’t you gonna wish her a Merry Christmas back? He was smirking because she was being super rude. Christmas is technically over and most folks are already saying Happy New Years. I lifted my head up, shot those blue eyes of mine back at her and said “You’re gonna regret treating me like this" You can guess what she said next…you guessed it “MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!” in a slow overly pronounced way.
Now most of the times in the past I would have said my peace at the bar, cussed a bunch and walked off. I will bet some of you wish I would have done just that. As I was walking back to my table I said out loud to my wife “I’ll never come in here again” and that was when the manager who was in street clothes and I had no idea who he was, he walks over and introduces himself, asked if he could help. I explained to him what happened and that I thought I wasn’t being an ##### because I wasn’t yelling and screaming or acting like a tool about it. He apologized profusely and asked if he could get us anything and I simply said I just want to finish this one beer and get going. He asked again and I said it was fine but I could tell he was annoyed that he couldn’t just get me a free beer or food and put a smile on my face like most folks.
I’m not kidding, he marched behind the bar and he asked her one question. “Did you leave this bar with that man’s charge card?” (I can read lips pretty well and he was pointing) She did not lie to him and a few seconds later she was storming out. She threw a dish towel down as she was making an exit and of course yours truly was sitting at the little table by the entrance and she had to pass me, I did not make eye contact because she didn't want to look my way.
She did pass our table and she started to go down the rather long flight of stairs to the street. I popped up out of my seat and I heard my wife say “Oh no”. I watched her walk down about halfway and can anyone guess what I said? “Merry F’n Christmas Sweetheart!” You could have heard me shout that a mile away! And those were my exact words with heavy emphasis on the word sweetheart. She didn’t turn but I saw her fist clench and the side of those lips started to purse a bit. It’s so rare you get an opportunity to make someone regret something with such an instant impact, I couldn't help myself.
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- thanks for saving me the time of typing this exact response.
