Just kicked someone out of the bar... again.

Just kicked someone out of the bar... again.

Not your usual story.

This guy just came in. Nice enough. Nothing to it. Maybe a bit drinky drink, but nothing specific.

But he had hat on.

It's Tuesday.

Many people know that I don't care that much. It's not a rule, it's just a preference:
No baseball caps.

Told him to leave. Said he wanted another beer. Told him to take his hat off as a request vs. a rule. And without doing so, I wasn't going to make him happy: a drink.

Over and over again.

Finally called the cops. Then he was shitty with them too.
I felt bad.
I don't want trouble for anyone.
But don't fuck with me.
This is my house.
Just leave my house, and all is good (except George, sorry).

Don't leave my house? Then I call the cops.

Have fun...

But don't fuck withg MissKitty