What you should know is that the bar he said he was going to is like 1/10 of a mile down the road. If he has been walking around, that was his decision. No idea why it’s my fault. Him leaving again? Also his decision. No idea why that is my fault. And yet right off the bat, he’s hostile, he’s swearing at me, and he’s trying to make me feel guilty for doing my JOB which houses and feeds his ass, EXACTLY like I said he would.
Also, he calls it “his” hotel room, indicating that I should somehow be grateful for his abuse. And then tells me not to leave, calls it “stupid” to do so, on numerous occasions puts me down almost directly.
Welcome to the real Brian, Brian.