At Holiday Inn Express in Ohio for the night. We all met up at the hotel bar. To my right, I happened to sit next to the General Foreman, Bart. Half of the guys on this trip sit as far away as they can from Bart. I don't feel threatened, so I stay where I am seated. On my left was this guy everyone calls D. He's technically sitting to my left, but I have my body turned so my back is to him. He's a dumpy ex-marine who doesn't shut up. I do my best to ignore his existence.
"I'll buy 14 burgers for the guys." Bart
"Make one of them a bean burger." Me
"Bean burger? What are you a goddamn vegetarian?" Bart
"I'm just concerned about where the meat comes from." Me
"I'm not sure I want a vegetarian out here on stormwork with us. I might just put you on a Greyhound and send you back home." Bart
"I'll take a burger, Bart." D said.
"Bart, do you want someone who can climb a tree or kiss your ass?" Me
Bart stared at me with a look telling me to buckle and tell him I'm just joking around.
Instead, I finished with, "I'll let you think about that for a while."