Drama Of My Own Making

I was in a rage.

I'd been driven away from having fun at a local brewery by a family that doesn't manage basic hygiene or do much of anything to keep the three kids from running wild while they drink.

Two days in a row.

So I did what any idiot would do and vented to Facebook.  Smart people don't do this.

One of the owners thought I was referring to them and not the family.

So I deleted the post and sent a PM apologizing.

Then I unfriended everyone I'd ever met through that business.

You know, like any idiot would.  Again, smart people don't do this.

To my shock (because idiot), this did not make anything better.

I am accustomed to people never noticing that I've unfriended them on Facebook.  There's people from 2009 who still have not said anything.

I've gotten it, mostly, sorted out with the owners.  Her and her husband are even refriended.

One of the beeristas, though, went off at length to a mutual friend and...

Well, I'm embarrassed by the situation I've made and not quite brave enough to actively apologize.  I made a weak attempt that Marv didn't even notice (and that I think got a cold shoulder).  All he saw was me trying to be small so as to not rub her nose in having to serve a prick like me.

So I'm going to try avoiding that employee until she says to a third party that she's done being actively angry or the heat death of the universe. 

On the plus side, I'm gonna save money not going out for beer much any more.