Locals say that two youngsters met at work a long time ago.
Their names were Humberto and Rodrigo.
They became really good and close friends throughout the years, keeping always in mind that theirs was a working relationship.
At work they had one hour break, 30 minutes for lunch and 30 to rest the food.
There was a long dining table for employees and a huge fridge with all sorts of free food and drinks, except for alcohol.
One day, during the break, the lunch area was mildly empty, and someone asked “is that what I think it is?”
People paraded to see that there was a bottle of beer in the fridge, without a tag, without anything. And it shone, and it was beautiful.
They knew it belonged to someone, and they all wanted to have a sip.
That particular day was extremely hot, whispers of who’s the owner trespassed the concrete walls.
Humberto arrived and drank half the bottle… everyone stared at him.
Then he had lunch and once he finished, he walked towards the resting area.
While he was walking to the resting area a scream echoed in the food court… “who drank half my beer” a strong, irritated voice asked.
Humberto knew that voice and felt how a sudden blood rush hit the tip of his head.
He slowly turned and saw Rodrigo standing right there, too close to him, with a distorted face, Humberto didn’t know if it was because of the hot weather, because he was upset, or because he had to run to catch up with him… or the three of them.
People are reserved about this matter, they call it “fight for your beer day” and what people usually do is otherwise, they bring their own stuff to work and respect others foods and drinks by sitting next to each other those with similar stuff.
People say that Humberto suffered a tremendous disapproval from his peers. He was singled out before his peers because of that matter and was always seen sitting and eating by himself.
That’s why, during the “fight for your beer day”, people celebrate a type of kinship, but most importantly respect.
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