The Chain Restaurant Hat
It's not often that I get to hang with my co-worker Kros. Kros is a crazy dude who likes to get blackout drunk every time there isn't work the next day, and in our line of profession, that happens quite often. Kros is a really funny guy who just doesn't give a fuck about anything. His famous phrase is "I want to die a broke man", which is the basis behind him buying every round at the bar. Being the driver during this event, I felt okay accepting a beer from him. I think we made a great adventure out of this event.
Kros and I met up at a bar and tried inviting a ton of other workers. We eventually got four people to join us, but by the time they got here, Kros was shitfaced. He was complimenting the bartender excessively, buying random people shots, and even convinced the bartender to let him wear their signature hat.
Well, as time went on, Kros got beyond the point of shitfaced. He got to the point at which bad ideas become brilliant ideas, and logic ceases to exist. Kros decided that since he had worn the hat for 45 minutes, he was entitled to bring it home. Whether or not I was drunk would not have altered the outcome. I was going to support this decision no matter what. Kros asks me to get the car and bring it to the entrace, and leave the passenger door open.
5 minutes pass and I can only assume that Kros was busted and is now apologizing. Instead of going back in, I call him, no answer. I text him to see if I need to come in, no answer.
2 minutes later, the doors burst open and Kros is walking out of the restaurant with a huge smile on his face. Under his arm is the prized hat, swaying with his victory march. Seconds later, the bar back bursts out the door chasing Kros. Kros jumps in my car and we take off. The bar back actually chases us to the end of the parking lot, which is a hell of a lot more dedication than we had in stealing the hat. Time for the next bar!
We arrive at one of my favorite bars and start bragging about our accomplishments. Turns out the bartender at this bar knew the bartender of the bar that we stole the hat from, so it was time to leave. We eventually head back to Kros's house and hang out there, wearing the hat as a trophy symbolic of our badassery.
In the end, Kros returned the hat. He felt horrible because he knew the bartender and got a few texts that she could get fired for allowing him to run off with the hat. He returned it to the seating guest, who found it hilarious. As Kros got back into his car, a manager comes up to him, aggressively interrogating him about the hat. Kros finds humor in this, and simply takes off in his car. There wasn't much the manager could do at this point, given that they got the hat back. Some people need to lighten up...