Oh god, my very good friend for 20 years or more was a hot tempered Irishman by the name of O'Connor. I am not one to pick a fight, but that guy got me into more bar fights than I care to admit, aside from causing me to buy many rounds to calm the nerves of folks he had offended. It was loosely related to taking a psychotic drunken pet monkey for a walk through the bar after about midnight. He calmed down a lot after marriage and a couple kids. We worked together for 17 years and I was his boss for 5 and a half of them. Good memories.