Title: Esso's life as a bartender in the 70s Source:
Tango Foxtrot Papa Productions URL Source:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=621Nk3Ubz4A Published:Jan 30, 2021 Author:Dan Hartman Post Date:2021-01-30 06:54:52 by Esso Keywords:None Views:51 Comments:3
This isn't exactly how it was...
Hey, I used to be a good lookin' fellal 50 years ago, or so...
I wasn't exactly the handsome, dancing bartender, the joint I worked in for awhile was a dive, at best. Yeah the chicks all wanted to, well, you know...
There was this little guy, Jerry, that was the janitor, clean-up guy. Nice guy. Little fellah.
He was having some cocktails on my shift, hitting on some huge woman, and she started beating the fuck out of him. She was beating his head on the edge of the bar. I told her to stop. I went across the bar to end the event. The chick was so fat that I couldn't get a grip.
Gawd, I had to grab her from her hair from behind and pull back so Jerry could get away. Jerry fell to the floor and fat chic turned on me and did something to me that really pissed me off (I don't remember exactly what it was), and I grabbed her by the hair and smashed her head into the bar edge.
Police were involved, there was two patrons on the floor bleeding profusely and one little cheesdick, me, towering above the chaos. Fat chick had me bleeding, Jerry had a skull fracture, and fat chick's teeth were scattered everywhere.
Probably not my best day on the job. Damn, that chick was so fat it was trying to get ahold of a bowl of jello without the bowl.