A Flaming Idiot

, , , , | Right | October 1, 2020

At my bar, we have a special-occasion shot called a Hot Apple Pie; it gets lit on fire. 

The bartender lines three of them up for a few patrons.

Two of them blow the fire out, but the third one does not. As he picks it up, it spills, throwing flaming alcohol down the bar. I quickly throw a damp towel over it and:

Me: “Let me see your ID.”

He hands it over and I see he’s twenty-four.

Me: “Oh. So, you’re just an idiot, then.”

He sheepishly walked away and didn’t make eye contact after that.

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