So I got into a bar fight tonight.
First time in an actual fight with punches being thrown on both ends.
Against a man who stole $25 off of me while I was working at Dive Bar, and then called me a scum of the earth piece of shit disgusting little bar rat, before spitting in my face and ripping my necklace off my chest.
I will admit, I was the first to swing.
And if I wasn’t for a Grady paramedic pulling me off of him, I would have been the last too.
The only thing I regret was that I wasn’t around long enough to see him bleed.