Bad Encounter

[alanpartlow]

So, It's St. Patrick's day, well, technically the day after St. Patrick's day as it's 1:14 a.m. I hadn't celebrated the holiday properly, meaning I'm completely sober. I'd had four cups of coffee at an unreasonable hour and had a hankerin' to go out for a midnight run

Comments

[alanpartlow]

I've been to a lot of sketchy bars in my life, but this was the worst.

[jonathangarrett]

If the last part of that story is true, (and not a lovingly imagined scene ala Hi Fidelity when John Cusak stomps on Tim Robbins in his record store), then you are my new hero.

BTW, I dislike most Irish pubs even when they do have Guiness. It's like concentrated drunken soccer thuggery with frat boys.

[alanpartlow]

Ha! No, it's true. I threw the glass more as a diversionary tactic, and it worked. I don't think they expected me to react this way and it either confused them or they just thought I was crazy and should be left alone. And there was absolutely nothing Irish about this place other than the name and a shamrock motif.

[grubi]

What a load of blarney.

(Couldn't help myself.)

[alanpartlow]

An e was big as an ouse!

[michrennie]

"I happened to sit next to the most obvious sociopath."

Correct me if I'm wrong, but...story of your life?

[alanpartlow]

Never fails.