gaila: played myself

Writer's Block: This One's on Me

Has a stranger ever bought you a drink at a bar? And have you ever bought a drink for someone you didn't know?


Yes. My stepmom and I were having dinner at an Italian restaurant, and a gentleman at the bar sent us both glasses of Dom Perignon. The problem: we were eating with my father, who objected to strange men sending drinks to his wife and daughter. My dad went to introduce himself to the guy, allegedly to thank him for the gift, and a tense verbal confrontation resulted -- basically two weedy old white guys trying to pretend like they would fight each other even though it was clear that neither of them had the capacity to kick each other's ass. The whole thing was really kind of embarrassing.
Can I steal this for an original fiction? It's wonderful in its sublime ridiculousness.