LIOG…Bar Chronicles Part II πŸΊπŸ»

Recap from Bar Chronicles Part I,  originally I was going to share a specific story talking about the sexes….MALES VS. FEMALES. I wont share that story today, but I will share another one that kind of stems from the same theme. This bar story can only be described as AWKWARD! The events that took place still blows my mind.

So this is summer in Nashville Tennessee. For anyone living in Nashville knows that the Gulch is like this new hip area for young adults. Its a fairly new developing area. So either you are going to party downtown or chill in the Gulch on the weekends. Anyways my friend and I use to hit up Bar Louie on a regular in the summer. Love their salmon sliders! Plus cant complain about their alcoholic beverages. Anyways this specific Friday Nashville was packed. It’s music city so something is always going on. The Gulch was congested with people, took us forever to find parking and then just to get seated at Bar Louie. Anyways I was just with my friend Dami. It was a girls night kind of situation. Just catching up with each other, so I was really in a chill mode. I wasn’t trying to turn up and party.  Because it was so packed we got placed outside in the smoking area. Now, this smoke area is like open to the public so it wasn’t hard for someone passing by to come up and ask you a question, especially since  we were sitting near the railing of the patio area. We had two extra chairs at our table. So a group of guys, like four of them, asked if they could crash with us. I thought it was a little awkward but Bar Louie was sooo packed that I wasn’t going to be selfish. My friend didn’t have a problem with them sitting with us either. So to break the tension, my friend and  I were just trying to ask them like really basic questions. Are they from Nashville? Plans for the night etc. Like simple stuff, it wasn’t an interrogation. They were all from out of town and in Nashville for a wedding. We talked about the wedding for a little. Weren’t having any in depth conversations. So our waitress had finally brought my friend and I entrΓ©es to the table. She then, took their orders and left.

AWKWARD MOMENT ONE! So only two friends ordered. One friend had went to socialize with a co-worker that was at the restaurant. And the other friend didn’t order anything. He asked for my water. I thought that was awkward because he could have just asked the waitress for his own. But that was not the awkward part, this dude turns to me and say he’s hungry. So I looked at him like ok??

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I asked why didn’t he just order an appetizer. He said he didn’t have any money. Okay, I am not a complete bitch. I told him he could have some of my fries. He had the fucking nerve to ask me for one of my salmon sliders. Now at this point I am wondering if I had free food marked across my forehead. He had zero chill and what made it worse he was really trying to argue with me about the food I was going to pay for.πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’

AWKWARD MOMENT TWO!

“You don’t need all that food, do you want to get fat”. I am looking at him like what the fuck did you just say.

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He then continues, “You are a meanie, stingy people are ugly”. Yow I was livid! My brain was still trying to catch up to all the shade he was throwing. His friend apologized for him but it was no saving any of them sitting at that table. I let it  go temporarily but still very upset!

So my friend and I have accents. One friend had stated he visited Jamaica, so we were having our own private conversation. The dumb friend goes, “what is y’all main language?”. My friend responded and said English. She knew I was already pissed from the previous comment. The friend I was talking to said, “no y’all speak something else, and its not English”. I replied, “we have an island dialect but our main language is English”. The dumb friend, “I can understand what you ladies are saying…you speak English  very well”.

You know when you’ve just reached the limit of how much stupid you can tolerate. I got argumentative because I was one step away from slapping him in the face. Ignorance is one thing but being offensive at the same time!

So my friend and I were just hitting them all with facts about our country. Educating these close-minded individuals we were sitting with. Not even half way in and the dumb friend responds “I know you both don’t have boyfriends”. His friend chimes in and says, “You both are strong willed and that will make you end up alone”. My friend is significantly hurt by his statement. Stuff like that she really takes to heart. I am so far up the stream of pissed! I did not invite them to sit with us to be insulted. Wrong girl! Like truly who the fuck did they think they were! Because you got a dick I am going to act like a dumb bimbo and agree with the bullshit coming from your mouth. No! I am going to say something! They definitely weren’t sitting with us for their looks so what they needed to do was humble themselves. The whole time I sat with a smile through all the third degree insultsπŸ™ƒ. Trying to maintain my composure. But these guys were first class assholes! Once you hurt my friend its a wrap! πŸ‘ŠπŸ’₯ I read each one of them! And saved the dumb one for last. I am  never just mean to a person for no reason but I am protective of my friends. I will drag your soul to hell and back and then back again. My insults will haunt your ancestors and your future generation to come!

Every time I think about that night, it really blows my mind. I refuse to believe there are people that close minded.  And what made it even more mind blowing, these were black men really trying to degrade black womenπŸ˜’. My self-esteem is too high to be bothered by petty remarks. I am who I am and not who you want me to be! So what if I am fat! MY FUCKING BODY AND I WILL LOVE IT! So what if I am opinionated! This is the type of behavior that freed many of our ancestors out of slavery.  And last but not least! I am from a different country not a different planet. (English is English!)

 

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