At a new place and there's a bartender I recognize from several years and like 30lb ago, but I can't remember from where or what...
At a new place and there’s a bartender I recognize from several years and like 30lb ago, but I can’t remember from where or what terms we last met on, whether he actually proved to be a backstabbing little bitch somehow, or I merely vibed his bonhomie as clearly fake
I have a sense he had an air of superiority arising from something I considered risible, like stoner rock
Like there is a real possibility he’s just a decent, sometimes vibe-awkward guy I have a completely arbitrary hate-boner for is the thing, and I might feel bad about that but there’s also a real possibility that fuck him