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I think I’m going to be one of those old ladies that tells fellow elderly people off when they act like little shits.
For no reason at all that reminds me of the time I totally flipped out on my friend. She is a “free spirit” gets stupid ideas in her head and acts on them. Currently her facebook is filled with photos of her chewing on electrical wires, and I have had to stop myself from writing shit like “I hope you get electrocuted” because I honestly do. Not to the point of dying but something to make her wake up.
Anyway we went out one night; I was the D.D. for a while until we were close enough to take a cab home. At one bar I asked for my soda tab and the bartender came back with my check but not Niccole’s. Nicc looked at me when she walked away and said something like “I don’t have to pay mine?”
I was in the industry at the time so I knew what walking out on a tab was, and tipping like shit, and all that crap. I looked at her like she was nuts and said “No you have to ask for it.”
“If I don’t ask for it, I won’t have to pay!”
I felt like I was talking to a child. “You’re right Niccole if you want to be a total asshole you don’t have to pay.”
She did end up paying.
At the last bar I had a strawberry margarita and every place we had been that night she tried to talk me into letting her not pay for her drinks. This leads me to believe she runs out on her tab often. The bar closed and everything was winding down, so she decided it was a wise idea to take all the glasses on the table and turn them upside-down. When she turned the first one over I was like “Nicc don’t do that, someone has to clean this table.”
I flipped it back over, she flipped the next one over, everyone I picked up she would flip another over (there were about twelve drinks on the table and ten other people with us). She feeds off the others even if they tell her not to; it drives her to do it more. So finally on the fourth glass I said “Niccole don’t turn that over!” And she did, so I grabbed my blended strawberry margarita and threw it on her while saying angrily “There now you can clean that up.” Without hesitation or regard for her shinny white shirt; she looked at me like I had kicked her dog in the face. I never do that shit but holy fuck she made me mad.
Cocktail anyone?
-ducksoup- 