yep :>
heres the whole thing, quoting my self obviously.
To be honest i didnt even see the damn blade before it was too late :/
This dude kept going back and forth between the barstand and his table, hardly being able to walk and harrassing anyone who was unfortunate enough to get in the way of of his drunken stagger so it was pretty obvious he had had enough for the night and was ready to go home.
I went there to get him and put my hand on his shoulder and in my usual friendly manner I asked him,
"Sir, are you sure havent had enough already tonight, eh?".
He replied something to effect of ; "Mfffbllrrl, unf fggfnn iä cthulu".
Im sure lovecraft would have been proud.I was like,
"ehheh, I'll take that as a yes! Sir, do you need me to escort you outside or are you able to make it on your own?"
He got up to leave the table and I walked with him to the door to get his jacket
while the other bouncer phoned him a cab and when i was trying to help his jacket on he decided that he didnt want to leave just yet and we had a little bit of an argument about that, i was fairly clear that no is a no enough is enough.
In his thrist for he started make his way back to the pub and so i grabbed him and went "Oh no, you dont", I got him by the shoulders at the moment. then when he turned around he had a small blade and he quickly jabbed it into my side before me even really noticing it, i was on the floor bleeding and in pain :/
After that I dont really remember, i believe my co worker go the knife off of him and the cops whisked the drunk safely away.