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I went by the bar that assplorer told us about Wedn. night just to see if it were as bad as he described. I can honestly say that Musclebrains was 220% accurate with his description of this bar. The bar is located in an alley BEHIND the strip mall. It must be next to a sewer system or drainage because the air had a foul smell to it. It is a very small and dark bar. I went in about 7PM and there was like 5 other people in there. Musclebrains said this crowd was old, but these people were not, they were ANCIENT. There is a cigerette machine up in the corner by the bar and the bartender and about 3 of the people in there were gathered in that dark little hole and kept staring at me. Now the door to this place overlooks the parking lot in the alley, and I parked right in front, so everyone had a view of me and my car before I entered the bar. There is this stone fireplace right up front where you walk in and they had some gay magazines and such up there. They have some tables out in the open and then some tiny tables in little booth types against the wall. I took one of the magazines over to the booth type because it actually had a dim light above the table. At the back of the bar, there are the restrooms, so I started back there and when I was passing the bar, the bartender slapped the bar with his hand and said "what are you drinking?" I said "let me use the restroom and I will have a diet coke". So I go in, use the restroom and then come out and he has already fixed the drink and I go up and pay for it and take it to my table. Now everything seemed cool and I was seriously doubting that things were as Michael said. I honestly thought he got pissed and overreacted to something. Because the bartender didn't say anything else to me. Yet.
Those people in the corner kept twisting around in their chairs to stare at me and was leaning over whispering to the bartender, so about 5 minutes later, the bartender was at table and he goes "ready for your next drink?" I look at my glass and it is still 3/4th of the way full, so I say "no, I am fine for now. not yet." He just stands there and says "looks to me like you need a refresher". So I say "ummm.. no, I still have most of this one. Maybe later." So he crosses his arms and says "if you don't order NOW, you won't be in here LATER". I look him in the eye and say "what do you mean by that?" And he tells me that if I am not buying, then I better be leaving.
Now, this was the point that I realized assplorer was not lying at all. but then again, unlike him, I had actually bought something. So I turned in my chair and said "well you know something? I have already purchased a beverage in here so that makes me a paying customer. And as a paying customer, I have the right to enjoy my purchase in peace and free from harassment. And that includes by you. Now I am going to sit here and I am going to fully enjoy my drink for however long it takes me. And if I decide to have another, I will and if I don't want to have another one, I won't. That is my choice, not one for you to decide for me. Now you need to leave me alone." he must not have thought of anything to say because he retreated back behind the bar. Now this guy is nothing more than a sheriff in his own mind, he is pompous and a typical drama queen. He is one of these people that tries to lord the employee status over anyone else. In real life, with nothing to hide behind, he would be licking my boots and everyone else's that he tries shit like this with.
So when I finish my drink I take the glass up there and sit it down on the bar and drop the magazine off at the fireplace where I first picked it up and I am leaving. he says "are you having another one?" I just say "no" and turn to leave. He thens says "try not to come back. since you can't afford to drink in here." I turn around and walk back up to the bar and he just sort of shrinks back and those three that he had been whispering to just grew quiet. I look at him and say "let's get something straight right now. You don't know me, and you don't have any idea of what my life can or can not afford me. The truth of the matter is that in reality, my life affords me a level of luxury and living that you will never come within sniffing distance of." He just stands there with his arms crossed and goes " you don't know that. you don't know me at all." (funny how he copies everything you say like Michael pointed out) so I tell him, "well I can tell you what I do know, you are in your upper 40's, not attractive, working in a bottom feeder position as a bartender, and it is in a dump like this. So that gives me a pretty good idea of somethings about you. I mean this isn't a job you have to go to college for. This is not exactly a name brand company with a stellular 401K or profit sharing plan. Most people that make a career out of bartending, they at least go to where the money is, at big hotels or resturants. Thing about me is, when I leave here and go get in my Mercedes and drive home, I will still have a Masters Degree. I will still have an extremely sucessful career and salary that affords me to take part in many luxuries above your level. On the other hand.. when you go home tonight... you are still just a fucking bartender."
He obviously was not used to someone calling his bluff and talking to him this way. When I asked him for the owners name, he would not give it to me. He just said "what makes you think I am not the owner?" I said "obviously from you lack of intelligence and petty attitude, there is no way YOU could run a business." He still would not give me the owners name or number. So I told him that I was leaving, but I would be coming back to talk with another bartender and see if he would be more helpful. And this jerk tells me "if you come back here while I am here, I am calling the police." (This guy just LOVES to threaten people with the police it seems.) So at that point I lean over the bar and I say "look bitch, I don't take attitude from anyone, let alone some Trailer Park Prom Queen like you. Now I see on the door that this bar is open very very late tonight. Looking around, there are only about 5 people in here and it doesn't look like the crowd is getting much bigger. Now chances are very good that after midnight, at some point, this bar will be empty of customers, especially right before you close. You really don't want me to come back and pay you a visit when there is no one but you in me in this bar. You won't have any witnesses to what I will do to you. So I suggest you take that attitude and sell it to someone else, because I will show you where you can stick it you little bitch."
He didn't say anything else as I left. But I did call there yesterday (Thurs) to ask for the owners name and whoever I spoke with said that I had to call the bar and contact the owner. they gave me the same number I had dialed.
While I don't know everything that happened with assplorer and his friend that night, this is what my experience was and so I don't doubt what he told us. the man really does have an ego and bullshit problem. People like this, I love to get fired. Besides, it is easier for a bar owner to get a new bartender than it is to get new customers. You would think that when someone YOUNG comes in the bar, they would actually be glad. Especially these old farts that like young guys. But this was poor business. I would encourage anyone in the atlanta area to just go down there and see what your experience is. Eventually, someone will get the owner's name and contact and let him know how his establishment is being run.
Those people in the corner kept twisting around in their chairs to stare at me and was leaning over whispering to the bartender, so about 5 minutes later, the bartender was at table and he goes "ready for your next drink?" I look at my glass and it is still 3/4th of the way full, so I say "no, I am fine for now. not yet." He just stands there and says "looks to me like you need a refresher". So I say "ummm.. no, I still have most of this one. Maybe later." So he crosses his arms and says "if you don't order NOW, you won't be in here LATER". I look him in the eye and say "what do you mean by that?" And he tells me that if I am not buying, then I better be leaving.
Now, this was the point that I realized assplorer was not lying at all. but then again, unlike him, I had actually bought something. So I turned in my chair and said "well you know something? I have already purchased a beverage in here so that makes me a paying customer. And as a paying customer, I have the right to enjoy my purchase in peace and free from harassment. And that includes by you. Now I am going to sit here and I am going to fully enjoy my drink for however long it takes me. And if I decide to have another, I will and if I don't want to have another one, I won't. That is my choice, not one for you to decide for me. Now you need to leave me alone." he must not have thought of anything to say because he retreated back behind the bar. Now this guy is nothing more than a sheriff in his own mind, he is pompous and a typical drama queen. He is one of these people that tries to lord the employee status over anyone else. In real life, with nothing to hide behind, he would be licking my boots and everyone else's that he tries shit like this with.
So when I finish my drink I take the glass up there and sit it down on the bar and drop the magazine off at the fireplace where I first picked it up and I am leaving. he says "are you having another one?" I just say "no" and turn to leave. He thens says "try not to come back. since you can't afford to drink in here." I turn around and walk back up to the bar and he just sort of shrinks back and those three that he had been whispering to just grew quiet. I look at him and say "let's get something straight right now. You don't know me, and you don't have any idea of what my life can or can not afford me. The truth of the matter is that in reality, my life affords me a level of luxury and living that you will never come within sniffing distance of." He just stands there with his arms crossed and goes " you don't know that. you don't know me at all." (funny how he copies everything you say like Michael pointed out) so I tell him, "well I can tell you what I do know, you are in your upper 40's, not attractive, working in a bottom feeder position as a bartender, and it is in a dump like this. So that gives me a pretty good idea of somethings about you. I mean this isn't a job you have to go to college for. This is not exactly a name brand company with a stellular 401K or profit sharing plan. Most people that make a career out of bartending, they at least go to where the money is, at big hotels or resturants. Thing about me is, when I leave here and go get in my Mercedes and drive home, I will still have a Masters Degree. I will still have an extremely sucessful career and salary that affords me to take part in many luxuries above your level. On the other hand.. when you go home tonight... you are still just a fucking bartender."
He obviously was not used to someone calling his bluff and talking to him this way. When I asked him for the owners name, he would not give it to me. He just said "what makes you think I am not the owner?" I said "obviously from you lack of intelligence and petty attitude, there is no way YOU could run a business." He still would not give me the owners name or number. So I told him that I was leaving, but I would be coming back to talk with another bartender and see if he would be more helpful. And this jerk tells me "if you come back here while I am here, I am calling the police." (This guy just LOVES to threaten people with the police it seems.) So at that point I lean over the bar and I say "look bitch, I don't take attitude from anyone, let alone some Trailer Park Prom Queen like you. Now I see on the door that this bar is open very very late tonight. Looking around, there are only about 5 people in here and it doesn't look like the crowd is getting much bigger. Now chances are very good that after midnight, at some point, this bar will be empty of customers, especially right before you close. You really don't want me to come back and pay you a visit when there is no one but you in me in this bar. You won't have any witnesses to what I will do to you. So I suggest you take that attitude and sell it to someone else, because I will show you where you can stick it you little bitch."
He didn't say anything else as I left. But I did call there yesterday (Thurs) to ask for the owners name and whoever I spoke with said that I had to call the bar and contact the owner. they gave me the same number I had dialed.
While I don't know everything that happened with assplorer and his friend that night, this is what my experience was and so I don't doubt what he told us. the man really does have an ego and bullshit problem. People like this, I love to get fired. Besides, it is easier for a bar owner to get a new bartender than it is to get new customers. You would think that when someone YOUNG comes in the bar, they would actually be glad. Especially these old farts that like young guys. But this was poor business. I would encourage anyone in the atlanta area to just go down there and see what your experience is. Eventually, someone will get the owner's name and contact and let him know how his establishment is being run.
