Jesus Christ...
So I went bar hopping a bit tonight. I went to a country bar and see the ex husband of the girl who I broke up with on March 4th. He stared at me off and on for about a hour and a half. Finally he walks up and gets in my face. (He's a marine and about 6 inches shorter than my 6'1 frame and about 50-70 lbs lighter than my 250 lb muscular flab frame)
Andrew: "Hi Jason"
Jason: (snarky) "Hi Andrew"
"I gotta problem... I don't like you already and my 4 year old tells me you smacked him around"
Andrew: "The only problem I had was between me and Jane (his ex) I never had a problem with harley"
Jason: "Yeah well he tells me he was kicked out of your house and you hit him"
Andrew: "Jason I liked Harley very much and never laid a hand on him"
Jason: (Trying to scare me off I assume) "I already talked to the bouncer and if you end up on the ground with me over you, you'll be the one going to jail"
(I don't budge..looking him eye to eye)
Jason: "You have 2 options get out or get knocked out"
Andrew: "I have nothing to hide, so I ain't leaving"
(Similar banter goes back and forth for several minutes until his girlfriend's friend gets in his face and defends me)
They trade words, this woman who I have no idea who it is tells Jason she knows me and would never hurt a fly.
He asks her if she's my body guard and she says no she's just trying to stop his stupid attacks.
Jason finally relents a bit, tells me if he hears any more from Harley I'll be on the floor. I told him I have nothing to hide. He refuses a hand shake and does a fist to fist "peace agreement" or whatever.
I stuck around for another half hour or so but my mood was soiled.