A fight on the line

10-28-07

A fight on the line

Today I walked in front of an argument that our expo (Jose) and one of the servers Anthony were having, and how interesting that was. Although I wasn’t aware of it before there has been bad blood between these two for awhile. They just happen to both be infatuated with the same girl which has naturally caused a rivalry. I mean there was yelling behind the mainline (where the servers like myself go and get the food) that you wouldn’t believe.
Anthony: “What the fuck man! Why is my food going out so late?
Jose: Get out of my face… Fuck you!
Anthony: “Hey, if you want to step outside right now I’m game.
Anthony, in the classic sense is a typical jock, very muscular, athletic, and brazen. Instead of settling a matter like a wise man, through words he is one to result to violence. However, his threats ended the conversation, because unlike Jose, Anthony can backup his violent threat. Later on that evening, while we both were rolling up silverware I asked, Anthony, “what happened man?”
“A… just the typical.”
“What do you mean?”
“Jose wasn’t running my food on time, dude.”
“Oh?” I mentioned in surprise. “Was it really that big of a deal? Is it really worth getting in a fight over?”
“Well it was a twenty minute ticket time!”
“And it (food) had been sitting there for 10 minutes!”
With that I dropped the conversation, because I thought there was no point pressing him on such a confrontation. I didn’t want to take sides, and end up with a 20 minute ticket times myself, or worst in a back ally brawl with a buffed out football player.
“Dude… I don’t know why people here are such dicks.”
“Oh… what do you mean?”
“Fuck, man, yesterday I was written up by Rich… because that fag Nate… tattled on me… what kind of gay shit is that.”
“I couldn’t help, but chuckle a little. You know Anthony it isn’t worth it you know. Sometimes you just have to kiss people’s asses.”
“What do you mean dude?”
“Well the bartender doesn’t like you, Jose (the expo) is pissed at you, I mean your food and drinks are never going to get made at this rate.
“Dude don’t worry about it, I got the bartender in check (had threatened the bartender previously). Come on dude, the guests come first what are they going to do not make the drinks, and food. Then management will be on there asses.”
“Well, I guess if that works for you, that is fine by me.”
I’ll see if his predictions come true.