It was cold outside,
"It's always cold in Canada! At least in the winter" said this little kid. 13 year old boy. At the Bar drinking a beer. A warm beer. With a shot of syrup. I know I poured it for him. He was this little foreign kid from Canada. What the fuck did I care.
"Because it's so cold where I am from people are hard. We have a darkness" he talked about Canadians like it mattered.
"You're only 13 though, what the fuck do you know about Canadians" I asked him once.
He stood up. This little fucking kid and with his Canadian accent he drunkenly yelled to me in Polish "I am a Canadian" then he slugged down his beer.
I saw him throwing up in the back latter that night.
No one cared.