the drunk bartender says what?

friday night. coachlite. heather's laswt night on the town as a chestertonian...
the night went well. pretty big turn out. quite a few people i knew from stories but not by face.

stories exchanged amongst friends and new people i have met. heather, rightfully so, had a good amount to drink. all night, i went to the same (the only) bartender and got the exact same drinks. after the 2nd time i went there, he knew my order. he stopped asking the name or the drinks. he just went to the card directly next to the register and wrote down our most recent o'=rder.
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this was the case all night until we went to cash out and found out....and i quote: "i don't have your card...i must have given it to someone else"

WHAT?!? we're leaving the fucking country in 1.5 days and you gave our fucking credit card to a stranger?????
so we then found that kourtney's card was still there and are hoping above hope that she has ours......otherwise, vacation not ruined, but nicely fuct by 1/2 drunk bartender that should not have gotten any tip at all and quite possibly, if i see him again, a swift kick to the nuts.

fingers crossed. foot ready. we'll find out tomorrow when kourtnet gets her voice mail if she has our card.