I stopped by my favorite Applebee's. I saw my favorite people and got my favorite hugs. I was having a good time.

Until this asshat showed up.

He was a typical loud-mouthed, obnoxious, asshole.

I did my best to ignore this asshat for a while but he finally crossed the line. He gave one of the servers a hard time and called her a name I won't write here. This woman is a good person and didn't deserve to be called such a name.

I calmly got up off my stool, walked around the bar, tapped the asshat on the shoulder, introduced myself (just my style), and knocked him off his stool.

He got up. Once. He tried to swing at me. Once. I hit him again. Once. He was done.

Naturally the manager had to call the police. He told me he would tell them he had no idea who I was. I calmly picked up my dinner order, put on my coat, and walked through the falling snow back to my hotel room.

Maybe I'll go to jail tomorrow, but probably I won't. Either way, the asshat deserved what he got and I don't feel bad about it at all.

Some folks have no manners at all.

Yeah, I'm a redneck, but at least I'm polite.