hyenahell

last night was... intersting. it wasn't really busy, but i made some good money, somehow. the first few hours the owner, (we'll call him Mr. T, for sake of internet anonymity) was in. Mr. T comes in about once or twice a month. he's one of the two owners of the bar i work in, and a bonified asshole. but for some reason unknown to me and the other bartenders, he loves me. i've only been working there a month or so, which makes it even stranger. so Mr. T and about 10 of his friends were in, drinking for free of course. none of the motherfuckers tipped me, but it was fun because Mr. T and i were making up shots. the dingo and the hyena were two of them. all involved jager. (ew.)
then this guy who we'd kicked out the night before showed up. we'd called the cops on him. it was that bad. so we threw him out again, but he kept coming around wanting to fight Andrew, who'd been the one to throw him out. Andrew is 6'4'' and has been a bouncer for 12 years. the other guy... well. shit went down and the offeding individual got a serious ass-beating, finally. and left.
later on there was another fight that broke out inside the bar that we had to break up. i got between the two guys, one of which had grabbed a barstool. Andrew had been hanging around in case the previous shit-starting asshole showed up again so he jumped in and put the barstool wielding shit-starter in a head lock and the guy agreed to leave, so that was settled easily.
usually we don't have that kind of shit going on. it was wierd. but like i said, i got paid pretty well.
i wasn't tired or drunk enough to pass out when i got off at about 7 am, so we went to walmart, got breakfast and dicked around until noon when we drove out to metarie to see "Pirates of the Carribean" again. then i finally got to sleep. slept a good 12 hours. and. here i am.

so went my weekly night of slinging drinks.

-Hyena.