Walkouts

So about 2 weeks ago a gentleman ( i use that loosely) comes into the bar that i work at. He orders a double jack neat (since he couldn't get wild turkey 101) and a miller lt. then over the course of 30-45 minutes he orders fried mushrooms and talks up all the other bar guests. Really honest, really sincere in his conversations and stories. Well he ends up telling everyone at the bar that he has to go meet his wife, who works at the hospital, right around the corner because she is not sure how to get here. He never comes back. Interestingly enough on another night 2 weeks later he walks in. I recognized him immediately but i left early the last time he came in and was not sure if he ever came in and paid later. I slip away after he orders a double beam neat and a miller lt and confer with the manager on duty. After pulling up computer records for the last night it was confirmed that he never paid. I went back out to the bar and confronted him. At first he was incredibly indignant. "I have never walked out of a restaurant," and "this is insulting" he kept saying. Then he said he would call his wife to verify. Not only was his greeting on the phone to a male person (something to the effect of "hey man") but his wife was not even in the last time he was here. He goes back and forth saying that his wife works right at one of the restaurants across the street and we could go over and verify with her, which once again held no relevance to the topic at hand. Then upon trying to leave to meet his wife one of my friends that happened to be sitting at the bar interjects with, "well why don't you leave your drivers license or credit card while you go to meet your wife?" To this he replies that his wife had his wallet.... Awesome. So ultimately i tell him that we close at nine, if he comes back and pays his tab before then we would start over fresh. He shakes my hand graciously and thank me and heads for the door. I see him wandering lackadaisically down the street staring around. And not that you had to guess but he did not come back. At least it was fun to see him squirm, even if it really didn't bother him after he hit the street.
-Kasey