New Year’s Eve is normally a bust of a night as it’s full of people desperately trying to have a good time at overpriced bars, but if you end up having a heart attack then you’re probably going to be the person having the worst night there.
That is unless you’re hairdresser Holly Jones who actually complained that the fact a woman had a heart attack at Kilroy’s Bar And Grill in Downtown Indianapolis ruined her night. Having been so terribly inconvenienced by a woman almost dying, she took to Facebook to post the following rant:
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Well, I guess she has a point right? I mean if you’re spending over $700 at a restaurant then you really should be taken care of as a priority over someone dying, right? And especially if that person is just some junkie who has wandered in off the street, of course.
It turns out that that isn’t exactly how it went down though (not that it was acceptable behaviour anyway if you couldn’t tell I was being sarcastic) and there was a lot more to the story than meets the eye, as the response from the manager reveals:
As you might expect, even without this response which makes it clear that Holly is one of the worst people in history, she was getting widely condemned by all comers. She’s deleted her Facebook account and claimed that the rant was the work of hackers but nobody is really taking that seriously.
I mean why would you delete your account if you had been hacked? And who is seriously going to believe that hackers don’t have better things to do on New Year’s Eve then post fake rants on random women’s Facebook pages? It doesn’t make sense Holly sorry, you’re just a terrible, terrible person.
Her place of employment – Serenity Salon in Indianapolis – have also faced calls to sack her and were forced to make the following statement in the wake of her comments:
https://www.facebook.com/SerenitySalonLLC/posts/1031486200228158
Sounds like you should just get rid of her though really guys though. She absolutely sucks.
Not sure if her rant was as bad as the worst Facebook brand meltdown ever though.
