Bad Luck Charm - Stress and Bullets

Just in time for the shooting, as always. I get to work on the late, on call, shift, and after a bit of racous confusion, start tending. A few drinks later, the club is being shut down and people are being shuffled outside. 10 minutes after that, shots fired outside. 5 of them.
Dood, mutha fuckers. This shit is so old and tired. It never fails to piss me off beyond all my limits. And I was having such a great, sweet, nice, cool night before this. A night of amazing friends and hot tubs. Now - stress and bullets.