Seigniorage

I think I'm a target for peoples' aggression as of late - something in the cosmos has shifted my way. First the incident a month ago with the Bellarmine students, and now I nearly get into an altercation at the Pour Haus Saturday night. Suffice it to say that I think that people become further angered the more that you remain calm and tell them to fuck off than if you got right in their faces. I couldn't believe the amount of aggression people seem to have regarding the smallest little things. This guy got mad at me for not tapping the bartender on the shoulder to get his attention. I said "the guy looks busy", he called me a fag, so I called him an asshole and gave him the finger. He got super fucking mad. After that he just flew off the handle and began making threats - "I'm gonna be waiting for you out in the parking lot" and the like. It was 11:30 and he was paying his tab. I probably shouldn't have laughed in his face, but I did. I told him that I was closing the bar at 4am because I was going to be singing Karaoke with my friends until then, so he'd be waiting a good four hours to confront my posse rollin' deep. He eventually walked off and talked with his girlfriend for a minute but kept staring at me, I noticed it and we locked eyes, he then rushed over and again started with the threats. He said he was going to choke me and reached out his hand - that's when my buddy Tim grabbed him from across the shoulder and took him to the ground. This guy was a big motherfucker, but I'm sure Tim was stronger, plus there was at least 10 of us there ready to bust ass if it came to it. The guy freaked out, and his girlfriend (wife?) and their friends hauled him outside. The bartender knows him, so I guess she was at first really confused, but everyone came forward to my defense and said the guy was just acting like a douchebag and was the only one making all the threats. It ended the way it should have. I'm sure the guy was humiliated by the end of it all, and I just sang my tunes with my crew for the rest of the night.

I got lucky tonight, it's always nice when that happens. In the long run, I never have to wait too long, but it's the uncertainty that makes it such a special occasion when it arrives.

caveat emptor:

buy my snake oil

give me some money up front so I can free it from a nigerian bank

if you give now, christ will save a spot for you in his kingdom

the Man-Eating Chicken is probably a man eating chicken

three card monte is a fair game

rosie palm and her five palm reading sisters have pinpointed your fate

if the vat kool-aid already has cyanide in it, nobody'll care if you pee in it first