Women are fierce

Women are fierce! I was at the bar tonight. Some gentleman wanted to get by me to the bar and there was literally nowhere to go, I was back to back with the woman closest to the bar, and he’s like I work here, I want to get a beer (he doesn’t work there for the record). I said no (I would just be pushed out of the way blah blah blah. He then went to call me a bitch. I usually don’t say much when it comes to this, but I’ve decided that I shouldn’t put up with that. I wasn’t being a bitch. I said something like “excuse me?” And blah blah blah. He also said “if you weren’t a woman I’d have you laid out on the ground” I laughed because even though I am female I probably could have taken him. But the point of “women are fierce” is that some woman that I don’t know who over heard got feisty and mad and up in his face and I ended up telling her that it wasn’t worth it. She didn’t know me but she knew he had disrespected me, even though maybe not super significantly, she had my back and was fierce about it. She was NOT okay with it. So thank you, to that woman who had my back from some douche who thinks it’s okay to call me a bitch for no reason. I wanted so bad to break his middle finger when he flicked me off— you have no idea.