I am waiting at the bar for the bartender to make my drinks, she comes up and pokes me
And I say “what?”, she then pokes me again and says to move(the bartender is still making my drinks). She then pokes my ribs harder
"MOVE! GET OUT OF HERE"
I look at her and say ” Fuck off”, she then looks at her friend astonished(she obviously thinks she’s hot enough to always get her way). Im a big dude, bearded belly the size of a keg and arms that can crush coconuts and she still has the nerve to boss me around. sheesh.
Long story short I had to tell these chick twice to stop touching me bartender makes my drinks and I gtfo. Later Queen shit of Kamloops.