"I'm Dave, as you can see,' he stood in front of me as he smiled devilishly and tugged me back with his hand. "You can't even pick a fight huh?' He still pushed me on my chest and my back was almost hitting the tiles on the wall.
"Will you stop pushing me? I don't even know who you are and why you are doing this to me,' I shouted angrily.
"Can everyone see this piece of s**t? He can't even pay for just a few bottles. Lowlife,' he shouted and everyone burst out laughing and pointing hands at me. What kind of disgrace is this?
"You have the guts to talk to me, in that manner. Do you know who I am?' He laughed hysterically and before I knew it, he poured a whole bottle of drink on me. I was stunned, looking at how wet and soaked I was. How will I go home like this?
"Why are you so quiet,
