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frankNbeans

So I went to the bar last night.  You guys know… THE bar that I always go to.  Anyway this is towards the end of the night around 1 AM or so and I’m drunk off my ass.  I went downstairs to say bye to a friend and after she left, I was going to go back upstairs. 

So I’m in the little lobby area waiting for the elevator and I had this really bad urge to spit.  You guys all know how I am with spitting.  I’ve been trying to cut down but sometimes, it’s just not that easy to quit cold turkey.  Anyway, in my drunken state I just spat right there on the floor… forgetting that there’s a security guy sitting right there.

The guy looks at me and says.. “What the hell are you doing?  Get out!!”  Shit, I got caught.  So I’m like oooh shit.. I’m sorry, I’ll leave.  And as I start walking to the door to leave, he continues to yell at me “Get out, I’m calling the police if you don’t leave.. get out!”

So then that’s when I lost it and I started yelling back at him.  “What the fuck is wrong with you?  You don’t see me leaving?  You’re going to call the police and tell them what?  You’re calling them because I’m doing what you told me to do, you dumb fuck?”

I think we yelled at each other for a good minute or two, the whole time with the security guard holding the phone in one hand.  Then I think I finally went outside and took a cab and went home.

That was the most exciting part of my night.

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