He was leaning a little too far back in his chair, getting close to our table, and I pushed his chair back with my foot. He assumed it was a female friend of mine (who was sitting closest to him). He stood up, looked at her aggressively, and told her to stop it. When we interjected and told him to sit down, he then told us that she was ugly.
I got out of my chair, swung around the table, got in his face, and told him to apologize for what he said. He and his 3 other bro-friends (all drunk on several pitchers of sangria) all stood up and started threatening me. I got in his face more, I don’t remember all of what I said. All I know is that I was really mad.
It resulted in me getting kicked out of the bar.
I don’t know, guys. I don’t feel like I needed to defend her honor or her self esteem. She is, in fact, quite a uniquely beautiful woman. (I would venture to say, even, that any man that feels it’s his job to eradicate misogyny from a male perspective probably overdoses on a hero complex, and probably doesn’t even understand the irony that is attempting to solve sexism from a perspective that ‘only a guy’ would be able to do. Blah blah blah doing such probably undermines a woman’s ability to stand up for herself and understand the situation that, as a woman, she is constantly subject to. Forget the fact that the world/internet is a terrible place that will never represent the non-existent utopia that we would like it to be.)
But there is something beautiful about wanting to beat the shit out of someone for being a special brand of asshole. There is probably something inherently and overly masculine in that. But fuck it, I have balls.
Anyways, the guy from tonight left the bar and went to White Castle. My revenge will be his tomorrow diarrhea.