Rude Bartender Serving An Idiot
I had to do public speech and, of course, I had to drink, but this time I wanted to take it to the next level for better grades. So, instead of drinking at home as I used to I went to the bar, sat on the stool... it was early for drinking, the bartender asked if I'd like to have breakfast, I mean, that's what I heard when she spoke in fine-rapid accent, like speaking under helium balloon affect. "I'm fed up already, let me get old fashioned" I said,
without the an. I had tried it a few times earlier and it have become my favorite. She asked, "how would you like it?" and I went like, huh? I'm sorry? She restated the question differently, "would you like- blank/blank, blank?" Ha, seriously! I came here to get wasted not to get lost. Well, humm... aaa... anything, I'll take anything, I said. I was never asked such a question before. "Anything?!" She repeated after me, curiously! And went furious and mumbled a little as she went to prepare my drink while I thought to myself,
"please God, don't let her ask me questions anymore."
I'm an immigrant, ignorant by the culture, and I'm not a bar person anyway. Yes, I don't know how to walk on a bar and order myself a drink. Back in the day where I came from I was getting invited to friends and family house for a drink and fun time, but I have never seen a bar in other than movies. Now I've been living in U.S for fairly long time, yet I don't have social life, no friends or girlfriends to drink with. I haven't had a chance to drink alcohol with fancy names like neat and naked, and wtf naked is anyway! Am I gonna drink it or fuck it! I don't know. Well, at least I now learned how to "fuck" a drink in a "neat" way.
#PublicSpeechMission #Anxiety #Judgements #FloodOfThoughts #ADHD
May-2017