A Rude Goodbye
I was bartending at a restaurant. There was a private party, and one of the guests asked me to plug in his iPhone to listen to a song—no big deal. I did, and he tipped me $20. He left his phone behind the bar and got trashed.
When he was leaving, I said, “Sir, don’t forget about your phone!” He proceeded to throw a drink at me and told me to leave him alone and get a real job.
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