The Confrontational Chip

This is one of my favorite stories, because it deals with one of the very few times (maybe two, tops) that Chip has ever gotten confrontational with anyone. This time was probably one of the better times, because of two reasons:

1. He was clearly right
2. He got in a girl's face.

I don't condone man v. woman, but first of all, she started it and secondly she was the one that was wrong. Here's the background to the confrontation:

I went to Blur Bar to meet Chip. Naturally, I arrive first. (Funny if you know me). I go up to the bar, and order from a girl who I've never seen before. She's coming off as ditzy, aloof, and completely out of it. Clearly, she's on something. She made me a really good drink consisting of their pineapple-infused vodka and champagne and something else, I can't recall. It was delightful. So, by the time Chip arrives, I'm ready for another. So we go up to the bar together, and tell her I really enjoyed what she made me. She replies, "Okay, here." And pours me me a shot of just the pinapple vodka, nothing else. She's not making eye contact with neither Chip or me, staring off to the other end of the bar as she stands right in front of us. We try to get her attention. Ignored. Until I raise my voice a little, and she "snaps out" of her little drug-induced haze.

Chip: "Hey, can you make that specialty cocktail for her that you made a bit ago? She doesn't really like the vodka straight."
Bartender: "Ugh. What? Huh? I made you that."
(Looking at the glass of vodka over ice, I'm dumbfounded.)
Chip: "Look, she doesn't like it this way. Can you just make her the other thing?"
(she reluctantly gives in and makes my cocktail. After she put it down, Chip finally gets to inform her of the whole order, since she didn't care to listen the first time.)
Chip: "Oh, can I get a whiskey-ginger?"
Her: "God, you're needy."
Me and Chip: "WHAT?"
Chip: "Why, because I asked you to make a drink? You are a bartender, right?"
Her: "Yeah, what do you gotta say about it?"
(She then leans over towards us and gets directly in our face, almost jumping over the bar)
Chip: "I have plenty to say, like the fact that you have repressed feelings and the only way to relieve them is to lash out on others. Whatever someone has done to you in the past to hurt your ego, you have decided to let it run your entire being and how you interact with others."

At this point she's flipping, yelling "WHAT? WHAT DID YOU SAY?" And all I can do is hold Chip back, I can cut the tension with a knife. The entire confrontation ends with the bouncer coming over to ask what happened. We tell him. Five minutes later, it turns out she gets sent home, "sick."

Moral of the story: Call people out on their issues. Calmly. It will not help the situation one bit, but the passive-aggressive confrontation is absolutely one of the best things to watch.