Is AUTHOR wrong in the post ? POST : This happened about 4 years ago but my life hasn't been the same since. It has kept me from going to the bar that had been my only social outlet for years. This is because the guy in question is one of the very high status bartenders there.

It was the early evening. Only me, the bartender I had a crush on, and the gay guy, also a bartender there but not working at the time, and on the patron side of the bar. I had been bumming cigarettes from the bartender. Eventually she asks me if I would walk across the street to buy her a pack. I was going to, but acting like I wasn't too thrilled.

Then I see the off the clock bartender start to walk up. I had already noticed from prior interactions with him and mutual friends that he liked to say vulgar over the top things to his girl friends. It was his gimmick. And he would always make a show out of it.  And they seemed to enjoy it. 

As he was walking towards us, I knew it was coming. Something vulgar. Something only he could say.  I could tell he knew the situation. 

"Oh you should totally buy her a pack of smokes! She can blow smoke rings out of her pussy!" 

There it was. True to form. She playfully agreed with his sentiment. I said there you again with your get out of jail free card. He said, aw are you mad. I didn't say anything. He said, aw he's mad! Then he did something that I thought was a show off of his social status and meant to humiliate anyone who did not like him. Something meant to infantilize me. 

He pulled out his phone saying, he's mad! Snapchat! It looked like he was taking pictures of me to post on his snapchat. I was very taken aback. I said what are you doing?? Please don't take pictures of me. He said, aw he's madder!  It seemed like he was enjoying how he could take additional pictures of me more upset. 

After he eventually put his phone away, I just stared at him in disbelief for a couple minutes as he sat at the bar a few chairs away. The bartender was washing dishes with her back turned I think.  I later end up walking with the bartender to the gas station across the street and buy her a pack of smokes.  I expressed how mad I was that the guy took pictures of me like he did. She, like all his girl friends, found his vulgar gimmick endearing. She said, aw he just wanted to be seen with me. 

I return to the bar a few days later. This time he's behind the bar. I sit down next to some regulars I'm friendly with. I ask for a beer. It ends up being a beer with a card suit underneath the cap, which if I guessed what it was, the beer would be free. I only knew this because the regulars I was sitting next to told me as he was opening bottle.  So I made a guess.

Whatever it was I don't remember, but I do remember him making a show of my incorrect guess. He loudly said, Nope! And then slam dunked the cap into the trash next to him. The regulars I was friendly with laughed. I said, there you go, being an asshole to me again. He said, no sir, you were the asshole. I said what?? You took pictures of me saying oh he's mad! The girl sitting next me chimed in and said she didn't see any pictures of me posted on his snapchat, which did relieve me.

 I then ask that he bring me my credit card receipt for the one beer I got, obviously saying I don't plan to order any more. I say to him and the regulars sitting by me I don't feel welcome here. He brings me my credit card receipt. I just sign it and leave, feeling completely rejected and shunned by the place that I loved. No one said anything as I left. His social status was and still is sky high.  It was like they were on his side by default. 

My social life never recovered. I deleted my Facebook about 2 years ago. Most of my friends on there I met at that bar.  What hurt the most was my best friend who I met there and hung out with outside the bar eventually stopped calling to hang out. 

For years now, when I get home from work, I drink a tall can of high alcohol 8 percent beer and take either melatonin or sleeping pills. I think I might as well, I no longer have a social life.  I feel like that guy established I was the asshole and made all the bar patrons shun me. The handful of times I go back since this all happened about 4 years ago, I don't feel welcome.  

AITA?