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What A Weekend

Sunday, September 04, 2016

My husband has temporary work as Security at a bar. His basic job is to check IDs and put wristbands on the ones 21+ who are going to be drinking, making sure no one sits on or puts drinks/food on the pool tables, and keep an eye on patrons who may be at the point of needing to be cut off from the booze. 8 times out of 10 nothing really big happens. Last night was one of the few nights crap hit the fan.

An overly drunk patron not only tried to walk out on a three-digit tab, but once he finally paid and left, he started arguing with some regulars who were out on the enclosed patio. My hubby happened to be outside to hear it all because he was helping fix a problem with the pool table out on said patio. Threats were made from drunk jerk to regulars and drunk jerk turned around and walked back in. Hubby met him just inside the door that leads to the patio. Hubby sternly but politely told drunk jerk to go back outside and go home, he was no longer welcome at that time. Drunk jerk pushes my husband to the side, runs around him and goes out on the patio. Hubby quickly gains his feet and follows drunk jerk. At this point, someone else who works at the bar decided he needed to get involved, but on behalf of the drunk jerk! As I watched work jerk head outside I was right behind him. Sure enough I had to step between hubby and work jerk. Not once, but twice. By the second time of my getting between them work jerk decides to get in my face. Bad choice. Followed by an even worse choice of words that flowed out of work jerks mouth. It seriously took all I had not to slap him.

Today, I'm talking with a friend from ages back who happens to be drunk at the moment so I'm teasing him, giving him a friendly hard time. He says he's always honest after he's had 5 shots of whiskey & he'd had them tonight. I asked him how he always felt about me. He answered:



For whatever reason, his answer soothed a lot of the burn from the stupidity of last night. Now, he had nothing to do with any of what happened, and yet, his words are the ones that have helped me the most. I am more grateful for those words than he realizes right now. Thank You Hammy.

I'm trying not to worry about hubby tonight being at work alone with work jerk, who, as I type this just tried calling me because I never answered his (forced) texted apology earlier tonight. I didn't answer his phone call either. I'm not ready to forgive him yet. Most people show their true colors when they're drunk, angry, or both. Last night he was both and if what I saw were his true colors, I'm not ready to let bygones be bygones yet. Pretty words are not going to fix the damage his other words did nor what his actions did.

For tonight, I'm going to hold on to that other message and be grateful for friends like that. I am blessed to have him and my sisters-of-the-heart. They mean more to me than pretty words could ever truly express.
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  • BEAUTY_WITHIN
    emoticon I'm sorry you had such a rough night last night. Don't let the anger eat away at you though. At this point, it's not hurting HIM anymore, it's just stealing YOUR happiness. (Ya know, I should try taking my own advice with my MIL! LOL) emoticon
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