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Antonio loved his life, he had everything, good friends, great job, a nice apartment and no, he didn't have a girlfriend or a boyfriend, but that wasn't any reason to worry, not a day went by without one of the customers at the club Antonio worked as a bartender hit on him, tell him she/he loved him... God! He even had a marriage proposal!
Life was good... till a very nasty client came by, Antonio didn't pay much attention to him at first, he was wearing Italian clothes that looked extremely expensive sure, but this was a very hip club and it wasn't rare to see people with tons of money and even some celebrities, but soon it was pretty obvious that this particular customer was going to make Antonio's life a living hell.
-Hey bastard! The rich kid (Antonio thought) yelled at him
-Me?- Antonio asked without loosing his big smile
-Do you see any other bastards around here? What the hell is this? - He asked holding his drink
-What? Well... the drink you ordered sir
-This is not what I ordered! He said throwing all the drink at Antonio's face, every customer at the bar was really surprised and more than one were really mad but this guy drove a Ferrari, wore a Rolex and Armani clothes... and on top of it all he had a marked Italian accent, so it was better not to get in trouble with him so they just left the bar one by one – Now give me the drink I ordered you idiot, just by seeing you I knew you weren't very bright but I thought that even a fucking monkey like you could understand two simple words! NOW!
-Sure thing sir, I'm sorry- said Antonio without losing his smile
Even the other barman, Arthur, who had the distinction of being the only one who worked at the club and wasn't Antonio's friend was shocked. He unlike Antonio wasn't all smiles and happiness and he had his share of annoying customers but no one even came close to this one.
The rich kid threw his drink at Antonio's face twice more before he decided to simply order brandy since 'it was obvious that this idiot would never have the coordination needed to mix a drink'
-Do you think you can do that STUPID? I think that even your monkey hands can handle the simple task of getting a brandy bottle B-R-A-N-D-Y and bring it to me
-Immediately sir- Unbelievable Antonio kept smiling Arthur couldn't believe ti. if it were him when he were done with this rich kid his own mother wouldn't be able to recognize him, but Antonio, soaking thanks to all the drinks thrown at his face, kept doing his job the best way possible and with a smile!!
Antonio took a brandy bottle and a glass and put them in front the customer who grabbed the glass and threw it at him, luckily Antonio has great reflexes and dodged it on time
-You really are a fucking moron Aren't you? How can you walk and breath at the same time you idiot? It's your fucking job to serve me my fucking drink!!
That was it, enough is enough, true Antonio wasn't his favorite person in the world but no one deserved to be treated like that, so finally Arthur got between Antonio and the damn rich kid
-I'll serve you sir- Arthur said pretty sure about what he would do if the kid tried to treat him in the same way.
-No. Probably it's a wish that even the gods can't grant me but I wanna see this stupid monkey do something right.
-It's alright Arthur thank you- Antonio said putting his hand on Arthur's shoulder
-What? No! Do you want me to go get Alfred? - Alfred was the club's manager and owner and besides that everyone knew that he and Arthur had a thing... Alfred had lots of money but he was nothing like this nasty customer, Alfred was amazing, friendly and always willing to help.
-Thank you Arthur but everything is fine really- After that Antonio grabbed another glass and this time poured the client's drink tolerating his non stop insults. When he finally finished his drink he literally threw his platinum credit card at Antonio, of course he was gonna charge him for everything, the drinks thrown at his face, the glass he broke... but he never would dare to include a tip it was pretty obvious that this rich kid for some reason hated him
Lovino Vargas was the name on the voucher.
-Here you go Mr. Vargas
Lovino snatched it away from him and started to look at it
-If you left yourself a tip you damn stupid monkey...
-No sir, I wouldn't do that
-You better not damn monkey- Finally he went to the exit and left. My god what a nightmare! Antonio only hoped to never see him again in his life, but for some reason god didn't hear him (Surely god was busy) and the same insufferable client came back every day for more than a year.
-My god Antonio! This has to end!! I swear I'm gonna cut his damn Ferrari's breaks! Rid humanity of him!
-Please don't say things like that Gilbert- Antonio answered with a smile but without any happiness on it, his friends were sure that this was the closest he could get to anger? Sadness?
-Then I won't let him in anymore- Francis suggested, Gilbert and Francis were his best friends, Gil was a Valet Parking and Francis was the guy who worked the velvet rope, the one who decided who was cool enough to get in and who wasn't (not that his opinion mattered if the client in question had enough money), some people said that the two of them were dating but they didn't deny nor confirm anything.
-Francis gracias really but...
-Do you wanna try thinking with logic?- Arthur interrupted them, Arthur was at a good distance to hear but to not get dragged into the conversation (unless he wanted to like now)- Those ideas are stupid or illegal- said looking at Gilbert- what we need to do is tell Alfred about this
-That's your answer for everything? Going to your darling boyfriend? - Gil quickly answered
-Duh! He's the club owner. And he's not my boyfriend!!!
-Guys, guys – Antonio finally spoke- I really really appreciate your concern... but I don't think that's a very good idea he has money tons of it, and all that self confidence well... it has to come from somewhere right? What if he's dangerous? Besides, I'm pretty sure he'll get bored soon
-I've already heard that Antonio- Antonio? Francis really meant it, usually he always referred to him as Toño or Tony- and this abuse has last for over a year!!!
-That's true- Arthur agreed, wait a minute.. Was Arthur really agreeing with Francis? This was serious! -Besides it's obvious he only has something against you in particular Antonio
The argument got nowhere, another day and surely he will see the nasty client again tomorrow... Antonio shook his head and went to his small apartment. Gilbert, Francis and Arthur? Offered him a ride in their respective cars but Antonio felt like walking... Who knows? With a little bit of luck maybe the earth will open up and swallow him, freeing him from his suffering.