Request: Hey can you do a 4/4 where you’re friends and you call them to come pick you up bc you’re out in the city alone and someone’s following/yelling at you?
“Can you show me your ID please” You say to a young-ish looking guy who just asked for a vodka and coke at the bar you work at.
“Why do I need to show you my ID?” He asks
“Because I need to make sure that you’re eighteen or over. Just regulations, that’s all.” You repeat
“Well I don’t have any ID on me. But surely you can tell I’m over eighteen” He spits
You’ve worked her long enough to know that this kid is obviously lying. You could tell the second he approached the bar.
“I can’t legally serve you if you have no ID” You state
“But that guy hasn’t had to show any ID” He argues
“I’m sorry if it seems unfair, but I am well aware that you are a young person which means I have to ask you for ID. If you are under eighteen then you should never have entered here in the first place as it’s after eight. If you are eighteen or over then I am really sorry but I can’t legally serve you if I have no proof of your age” You reply, as calmly as possible.
The boy hits the surface of the bar, “God, couldn’t you just serve me as a one off?”
And there it is, the truth is out. You were right to ask for ID because he’s just admitted to not being eighteen or over.
“No, sorry. I can’t. And now I have to ask you to leave because you’ve just admitted to being younger than eighteen” You say
He tuts, “Oh come on, my eighteenth birthday is literally in two weeks time”
“Well in that case, come back in two weeks time with ID and I will happily serve you. But for now you’re still not eighteen yet, and I’m still not allowed to serve you, and I still have to ask you to leave.” You continue “So could you please leave before I have to call security to escort you out. You’re making this far too hard for me and for yourself”
“No. I won’t go anywhere until I get my vodka and coke!” He yells
You discreetly press the small red button that is placed underneath the surface of the bar, which will alert security. Within two minutes, a bouncer is stood next to the boy.
You nod to him and he turns to the kid, “Come on kid, not today. Out you go”
He lightly takes hold of the boys arm and escorts him out.
“THIS ISN’T OVER!” The boy shouts as he his chucked out the premises.
You finish up your shift and head out.
“Bye Sean” You call to the guy on security
“See you later!” He calls back
You begin to take your walk to the nearest bus stop to the club; it’s a couple of blocks away.
You’ve had a pretty decent shift at work, but now you’re just happy you’re on the way home. You check your phone immediately, and realise you have a text from your friend, Calum.
Text when your shift finishes :) it reads.
You text him back to let you know you’re out the club, and the two of you are now having a full text conversation. You’ve known Calum since primary school, and you’ve always been really close friends. You’re also good friends with his best mates and band mates, but you’re still closest with Calum. You’re sure you always will be.
As you turn a corner, you become aware of the presence of another person behind you. Your initial instinct is that they are just walking in the same direction as you, but you could literally cut the tension in the air with a knife right now, which is what is scaring you.
You pass a closed store and you take a look in the window, seeing your reflection and the person behind you’s reflection. You instantly recognise him to be the boy you refused to serve for behind underage. He got pissed at you and his words, “This isn’t over” play back and forward in your head.
You’re still texting Calum so you delete the message you were about to send before typing a new one up: Calum I’m in trouble. I’m walking to the bus stop and I’m being followed by some seventeen year old boy who I wouldn’t serve for being underage. He was mad and he did warn me that ‘it wasn’t over’ or whatever. What the fuck do I do, I’m really scared Cal :(
You continue to walk a few minutes down the path, the boy still walking behind you, when your phone beeps: Try and get somewhere where there is a lot of people and I’ll come and pick you up. Whatever you do, do not try and talk to him. Don’t be scared. Text me when you’re in a safe place so that I know where to find you.
You send him a text just to let him know that’s what you were doing. Then you had to think of where you could go. You look around, not so obvious for the boy to notice, to see if you could find a place to wait for Calum.
There’s a square not too far from where you are now, and there are bound to be people filling it.
Ten minutes and you, and you’re unwelcomed visitor, arrive at the square. You were right. There are loads of people walking around and hanging out, so it’s the safest place you could be right now.
You take a seat on one of the benches and text Calum your location, who replies to say that he’s not far from that square now.
“Fancy meeting you here” A voice says
You gulp, “What do you want?”
“An apology for humiliating me would be nice” He states
You roll your eyes, “I’m not the one who made the laws. I was only doing my job.”
“So your job is to make people look like an idiot?” He questions
You shake your head, “No. It’s my job to serve people, permitting they’re old enough and legal to drink. You aren’t legal to drink yet, so I wasn’t going to make myself
responsible for your underage drinking. I’m sorry if it humiliated you but that’s what I was trying to get across when I said that you were making it harder for yourself. If you hadn’t have argued, you wouldn’t feel so humiliated”
He tuts, “You know I think you just did that out of spite. I bet you just enjoy laughing at customers. You fucking bit-”
“Okay I think that’s enough” A familiar voice said sternly, from behind the boy.
The boy swings round, a shocked expression hitting his face, “Who are you?”
“I’m a friend of the girl you’re harassing and I would really appreciate it if you shut the fuck up and left her alone” Calum snaps
“I-I-I wasn’t harassing her” He stutters
“I don’t know about you but following her from the club to here and then verbally assaulting her for doing absolutely nothing wrong sounds like harassing her if you ask me” Calum replies
“S-s-sorry” The boy replies
“I’m not the one you have to apologise to” Calum states
The boy turns to you, a look of realisation covers his face, “I’m s-s-sorry”
You nod, “It’s okay”
The boy turns back to Calum, “Can I go now?”
“You should have gone as soon as you were kicked out that club. Get lost. Idiot.” Calum spits
The boy hurries off, and you jump up and hug Calum, “Thank you, thank you, thank you! Honestly, you don’t know how scared I was. Thank you so much!”
You pull away.
“Don’t worry about it. What a dickhead though. I can’t believe someone would actually consider following someone around like that. What an actual creep. God, I’m glad I got here when I did. Imagine what he would have done if I hadn’t” Calum says
“Yeah, I don’t want to think about that Calum. But thanks for saving me” You reply
He shrugs, “It’s not such a big deal. I was terrified myself. Urgh. Well let’s get you home. You need a nice, relaxing bubble bath and a long nights sleep”
You laugh, “Yeah, I sure do”
Ash // Michael // Luke