I really liked working at the neighborhood bar in my days...I did not have to take people being rude. At first I would mess with them in a humorous way. If that didn't work I'd tell them to shut the fuck up. If that didn't work I'd tell them to GTFO. Being half-crazy and dangerously fearless, I'd corral them to the door myself!
At the Country Club you were supposed to just smile and nod. Fat chance. Had they MET me?
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A word to the wise ain't necessary - it's the stupid ones who need the advice.
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