I bartend in downtown San Diego at a bar with a sidewalk patio. With that, it's commonplace to encounter some questionable characters who happen to be passing by.
The Sidewalk Sommelier (Who Didn't Order Anything)
A few guys on the patio were having a friendly argument about sports when I noticed someone who was walking by get involved. Sidewalk man seemed a bit odd, but the interaction appeared harmless, so I went about my bartending business.
Moments later, I heard one of the regulars who was coming out of the bathroom shout, "Dude, that's my beer!"
Sidewalk man had walked into the bar when my back was turned and just started chugging the first beer he saw.
His response: "Oh, I thought this was from someone who left."
"GET THE FUCK OUT!"
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