In relation to tonight's events (which is will provide a brief synopsis of later) I decided to make a little PSA. First off, if you think you're gonna piss us off, don't do it. Chances are it's gonna piss us off, or at least irritate us. Secondly, if you find our trigger, hide it deep inside and don't touch it. It's as effective as pulling the trigger to a gun that's pointed right at you. Okay. So tonight's events were as follows... Some coworkers and I went out for pie tonight after closing. It's a tradition of ours, and we had a couple new people to welcome into the crew. It's normally a good time, a great time if we get the waiter that we like. Anyways, the actual dining was fine. As we were leaving the restaurant, a group of people were walking in. Amongst these people was a friend of mine that I've known for like... 8 years. So jokingly I asked "Hey! The hell are you doing here??" And she said hi and walked up and gave me a hug, since it's been a few weeks since we've met up. Some guy in the group immediately steps between her and I, which one of my coworkers responded to by stepping up behind me. The rest of my group got out the restaurant and we all went to our cars. As I was getting in mine, the kid I was giving a ride home informed me that one of my tickets was still open, so I went back inside to take care of that. The guy who stepped up to me earlier was apparently waiting for me, because when I walked in, he came up from the back of the restaurant to find me. He got literal inches from my face and started talking to me. The conversation went something like this... Him- "Hey, can you like... Not talk to my girl like that?" Me- "Uh, no. She's my friend, and frankly, I can say whatever I damn well please, sarcastically or otherwise" Him- "Oh, haha, thanks man." (Him acting like I agreed to do as he said really set me off) Me- "No, you don't understand. I'm not going to do that" Him- "Uh what? Why?" Me- "Because, I don't know who you are, you don't matter to me. Therefore I do not give a shit about you or your wants" And that was the end of our conversation. A bit later, the friend in question told me that he was in fact aware of our history and was trying to control who she talked to, specifically me. That... REALLY pissed me off. If you're gonna get in my face, and act entitled enough to try and control not only my friends, but me as well, you better be prepared for hellfire of epic proportions. Shortly after her telling me that, he took her phone and blocked me on that particular messenger. At this point I was fired up and ready to crack some heads. I really needed a female mediator because being surrounded by just testosterone only fueled my thirst for this punks blood. It was just... Ugh. Long story short, don't fuck with us Scorps.