Post by Tyson Smith on Aug 27, 2010 18:54:13 GMT -5
The bar is packed and crowded by various people who have gotten off work or who have come to relax and enjoy the night watching Glory and Honor Wrestling. People are laughing and having a good time while enjoying there guilty pleasures. The door is forced open causing it to slam against the wall which causes everyone including the bouncer to turn there attention to the door and the man standing there.
Tyson looks around the bar those that look at him see a man who looks pissed off at the world and is itching for a fight. The bouncer who stands about 5in taller then Tyson and weighs probably 50 lbs less, but looks bigger in part due to the tightness of his black shirt that has the Bar's logo on right side breast. Makes his way over towards Tyson who spots the bigger guy and just huffs as he continues to walk towards the bar. Both the Bouncer and Tyson come together each man standing in the way of the other neither man backing down. The people in the bar are all ready as if there is going to be a fight and a Fighty fighty person is going to get thrown out of the bar...probably a first here.
Tyson:Look man, I am only here to have a few drinks and gather my composer as I was supposed to wrestle tonight but my chickenshit opponent bothered to not show up. So just step aside and don't make trouble for yourself and let me drink.
The bouncer looks down and into the eyes of Tyson still not moving from his position the stare down goes on for a few minutes more before the bouncer nods and steps aside allowing Tyson to walk to the bar and get a drink. Tyson continues to make his up to the bar and stands there not even waiting for one of the bartenders to respond he whistles to get there attention and calls them over. The staff are taken aback by the way this new guy is acting and don't hurry over to them as they finish serving the other guests. Tyson slams his fist on the bar and raises his voice calling one of the waitresses a dirty name and to get her ass over here.
The people in the bar are taken aback and most have this look of disbelief on there faces that this man. A guy that no one in the bars knows is being this much of an ass. The waitress finally makes her way over to Tyson her body quivers ever so slightly as she approaches and asks him what he wants to drink. Tyson turns to face the waitress and orders a Vegas Bomb. The waitress looks at Tyson with a puzzled look as she has never heard of a Vegas Bomb and this gets Tyson slightly irritated.
Tyson:Really? Really? Are you fucking for real toots? Your ass works in a bar and you don't know what the hell a Vegas Bomb is? What kind of waitress are you to not know what that is? You disgust me get the hell out of my face and have the bartender come over here and I will explain to him what goes into a Vegas Bomb. You might be too dumb of a bitch to understand.
The waitress cowers during the whole tirade and then takes off. The bartender being close enough heard the whole conversation and before the scared waitress comes to him he makes his way over to Tyson and speaks.
Bartender:Um I don't know who you are and I really don't care, but that is not a way to speak to the girls that I have working with me. Have you given thought to the fact that just like you, she may be new here and doesn't fully understand how many different drinks there are that people ask for? I mean you could have been nicer about it. As for your Vegas Bomb I know excatly what it is. Vegas Bomb is 1/2 oz Crown Royal Canadian whisky, 1/2 oz DeKuyper butterscotch liqueur and Red Bull energy drink. It is not a very common request but I will make it for you on one condition and only one condition. You talk to the waitress here a little nicer and don't cause trouble. I would hate to have to bring out ole Betsy.
The bartender pats under the bar as he turns around to go make the drink. Tyson ignored most of the bartenders comments and only caught that he knew what his drink was. The patrons have all turned there attention back to whatever they were doing before Tyson entered. Tyson looks down at his arms that he has brought together clasping his hands as he flexes his biceps. The bartender comes back and places the glass that is filled with just enough Red Bull to cover the shot glass inside it. The bartender tell him a price and Tyson says that to just leave a tab open and he will pay at the end of the night and to keep the drinks coming. The bartender unsure wavers at first but then decides to agree to the man. The bartender goes back to work as Tyson takes the drink in his left hand and drinks it. Tyson finds himself a fixed to a Television as he catches the tail end of the Vladimir/Desperado match. He watches as Desperado pulls off a hard fought victory and has his hand raised. Tyson continues to drink before mumbling to himself Chickenshits that is all that is around here. There isn't a damn person in GHW of importance that will step into the ring for an ass kicking. Tyson continues to watch the TV as he finishes his first Vegas Bomb and orders a second.
TBC by anyone doesn't matter maybe can turn this into something fun.
Tyson looks around the bar those that look at him see a man who looks pissed off at the world and is itching for a fight. The bouncer who stands about 5in taller then Tyson and weighs probably 50 lbs less, but looks bigger in part due to the tightness of his black shirt that has the Bar's logo on right side breast. Makes his way over towards Tyson who spots the bigger guy and just huffs as he continues to walk towards the bar. Both the Bouncer and Tyson come together each man standing in the way of the other neither man backing down. The people in the bar are all ready as if there is going to be a fight and a Fighty fighty person is going to get thrown out of the bar...probably a first here.
Tyson:Look man, I am only here to have a few drinks and gather my composer as I was supposed to wrestle tonight but my chickenshit opponent bothered to not show up. So just step aside and don't make trouble for yourself and let me drink.
The bouncer looks down and into the eyes of Tyson still not moving from his position the stare down goes on for a few minutes more before the bouncer nods and steps aside allowing Tyson to walk to the bar and get a drink. Tyson continues to make his up to the bar and stands there not even waiting for one of the bartenders to respond he whistles to get there attention and calls them over. The staff are taken aback by the way this new guy is acting and don't hurry over to them as they finish serving the other guests. Tyson slams his fist on the bar and raises his voice calling one of the waitresses a dirty name and to get her ass over here.
The people in the bar are taken aback and most have this look of disbelief on there faces that this man. A guy that no one in the bars knows is being this much of an ass. The waitress finally makes her way over to Tyson her body quivers ever so slightly as she approaches and asks him what he wants to drink. Tyson turns to face the waitress and orders a Vegas Bomb. The waitress looks at Tyson with a puzzled look as she has never heard of a Vegas Bomb and this gets Tyson slightly irritated.
Tyson:Really? Really? Are you fucking for real toots? Your ass works in a bar and you don't know what the hell a Vegas Bomb is? What kind of waitress are you to not know what that is? You disgust me get the hell out of my face and have the bartender come over here and I will explain to him what goes into a Vegas Bomb. You might be too dumb of a bitch to understand.
The waitress cowers during the whole tirade and then takes off. The bartender being close enough heard the whole conversation and before the scared waitress comes to him he makes his way over to Tyson and speaks.
Bartender:Um I don't know who you are and I really don't care, but that is not a way to speak to the girls that I have working with me. Have you given thought to the fact that just like you, she may be new here and doesn't fully understand how many different drinks there are that people ask for? I mean you could have been nicer about it. As for your Vegas Bomb I know excatly what it is. Vegas Bomb is 1/2 oz Crown Royal Canadian whisky, 1/2 oz DeKuyper butterscotch liqueur and Red Bull energy drink. It is not a very common request but I will make it for you on one condition and only one condition. You talk to the waitress here a little nicer and don't cause trouble. I would hate to have to bring out ole Betsy.
The bartender pats under the bar as he turns around to go make the drink. Tyson ignored most of the bartenders comments and only caught that he knew what his drink was. The patrons have all turned there attention back to whatever they were doing before Tyson entered. Tyson looks down at his arms that he has brought together clasping his hands as he flexes his biceps. The bartender comes back and places the glass that is filled with just enough Red Bull to cover the shot glass inside it. The bartender tell him a price and Tyson says that to just leave a tab open and he will pay at the end of the night and to keep the drinks coming. The bartender unsure wavers at first but then decides to agree to the man. The bartender goes back to work as Tyson takes the drink in his left hand and drinks it. Tyson finds himself a fixed to a Television as he catches the tail end of the Vladimir/Desperado match. He watches as Desperado pulls off a hard fought victory and has his hand raised. Tyson continues to drink before mumbling to himself Chickenshits that is all that is around here. There isn't a damn person in GHW of importance that will step into the ring for an ass kicking. Tyson continues to watch the TV as he finishes his first Vegas Bomb and orders a second.
TBC by anyone doesn't matter maybe can turn this into something fun.