The evening that was.......

Things are different yet the seem keeps playing in my mind. My body is exhausted from a weekend that was merely an extension of my week. So as the week wound down i was coerced by my colleagues to go out for a couple of drinks which i agreed to but never again at least not in the near future. The day ended on a high and being a Thursday my workmates were excited about happy hour. Earlier on in the day i had been invited to go watch a band play and that i turned down to give this other plan a chance. We get to the bar and drinks are being ordered in multiples, the music is good and i am being teased for dancing on my seat. bite me. A couple of hours later everyone is talking over everyone else , the dancing is far from PG then shit hits the fan. seated behind us is a couple of gals that we found in the bar already intoxicated. As the evening proceeds they seem to be getting aggressive and falling all over the easily excitable 20 something year olds m in the company of. These had become easy prey a chance they weren't going to let slide. At some point one of the girls, far from light weight tries to pick a fight a fight with Barbara my colleague who immediately assumed "bitch bring it on" mode. The not so small instigator knew wen to back down and so she did. It always sucks to be the only sober one in a team and i was tempted to break my cleanse even after going strong for 3 months. yeeiiii me. An hour later Michael my colleague gets into it with the not so light weight chic. By this time i had concluded that this chic just needed an outlet for whatever issues she was dealing with. I always tell chics that they watch too many movies. Pouring drinks on a guy and expecting him to be a gentleman and maintain his composure doesn't fly with Ugandan men. A drunk one at that. I intercepted this fight right before Michael swung a punch at this chic with no reservation. Hitting a chic can never be justified but this chic was pushing it. In retrospect who did i think i was? Had a bottle been thrown at me then what? Michael is of a small frame but it took 4 of us to hold him back while reminding him that it wasn't worth being thrown into jail for.By that point i was ready to call it a night. I have never been able to understand why people cannot leave beer in a glass. Is it mandatory not to walk away from a half empty glass? i don't get it and i didn't stay behind to find out. Time check 11:25 pm i threw my deuces and was outta there. To think that the band i ditched totally rocked and pulled my kinda crowd.