"Get the fuck out of here right this fucking minute!" the shout from John, my boss, made everyone turn to look at us . "I can't even believe how you can still be here.""But..." I wanted to retort but another angry shout broke through the two of us."No buts will do, get out of my sight, I don't want to see you on my premises again!"His shout made me jump in my place as I turned to look at the man sitting on the floor, covering his nose which was bleeding, with one of the waiter's cloths.Maybe I hit him too hard. But he deserved it, for trying to touch under my skirt."He wanted to touch me!" I tried to defend myself, feeling the tears stinging in my eyes.It was all so unfair, it wasn't possible that he was firing me just for defending me from a drunk man who wanted to touch me without my consent."If you don't have money to support yourself and you make a living working in a bar, the least you can do is accept the offer and let them touch a little" he sneered and I clenched my han