Several years ago there was a presumption that I hooked up with the crazy girl in the office. In truth, while I did flirt with her, I told her point blank i wasnt going to mess around with a co-worker. We never even so much as kissed.

A few months passed after I told her this and she invited a few co-workers including me to go out to a bar for her birthday. This other chick I had just started to see was going to be at the same bar so I told her I'd go meet up with her after hanging out with the co-workers for a bit. Big mistake. Crazy work girl saw me chatting up this new girl and went crazy. It didn't help that she had done some recreational drugs before we all went out.

I apologize to new girl and tell her I'll catch up with her later. At that point, I try to make my way outside of the bar to diffuse and next thing I know crazy girl comes from behind and pushes me up against a wall. A big circled formed like in a high school fight and all eyes were on us. I wasn't going to hit a girl and really didn't know what to do but before I could really react we are getting thrown out of the club by the bouncer.

At that point knowing this chick was pretty messed up, I put her in a can and we went back to the parking lot of my apartment complex. I call her brother from her phone and tel him to come pick yo his sister she is really messed up. We never went in my apartment and I spent the next hour waiting for this clown to show up. He takes her home. End of fricked up night.

Except the story spread through work like a wildfire. whenever a tough project came up I got volunteered and people would joke that Jorts knows how to take his lumps, referencing the incident at the bar. Used to piss me off. I'm gone from that office now but I hear they still tell that story at happy hours and of course, in their version I deserved it because i fricked the crazy girl.

To make matters worse, the chick I was seeing lost interest. Her friends convinced her I took that girl home and fricked her.

Tl;dr - I'm dumb