So several of my friends and I made a jaunt to Sidetrack on a Saturday night. Let me preface this by saying that I've lived in this city for countless years and have been a patron at this bar since about day 2. I get the "rules" and where you're supposed to stand, and how you're supposed to order a drink, ugh. But, sometimes your friends don't.
On this particular evening the bar was way over capacity. Way over. Like, I've got sweat on my shirt and it's not my own, packed. So we're f'ing thrilled when we find a spot at the bar in the glass bar. Cut to us ordering rounds of 8-10 drinks at a time. And my friends are big girly men that drink the very macho diet red bull and flavored vodak at about $8 a pop. Am I painting a good picture that these are not cheap rounds? Well one of their long time bartenders (are there any that aren't?) starts to get an attitude with us. My boyfriend is trying to order drinks and Im standing a few people over, so the bartender doesn't know that we know each other. The bartender tells the barback to serve him because he's not serving these people. The bartender then comes to me and asks what I need. I explain that this is my boyfriend and inquire as to the problem. "Well I'm not serving you then either". Whoa!
Long story short, he starts making fun of us to other patrons that he WOULD serve. I ask a few more times what happened. I'm ignored. We finally take the group of 10 next door.
Seriously, get over yourself. Your job is to serve drinks, right? No one was mean or hurtful to you, right? Did you really get mad at 10 people because they were blocking your service area for 5 minutes?
Well I emailed the owner, but of course never heard back. It's one thing to be rude to some stupid tourist that doesn't have a clue what's going on. But to people that have helped pay your rent for years??? Sounds like you pooin' where you live.
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