The staff was extremely rude and wouldn't give me my credit card back after I'd already paid. Had to take matters into my own hands behind the bar and get it back myself. Nobody messes with me and my homie so I just acted like I owned the place. Threw a few credit cards on the ground to establish dominance, as you do.
Some old drunk gal was trying to cleat chase (my buddy Jay used to play pro ball) and there's honestly nothing more disgusting. She was really over the top so I may have verbally abused her a little. The weirdest part is she was with some nerd wouldn't stop looking at Jay in a creepy, disappointed sort of way. Oh well I'm not real worried about it lol.
Some old drunk gal was trying to cleat chase (my buddy Jay used to play pro ball) and there's honestly nothing more disgusting. She was really over the top so I may have verbally abused her a little. The weirdest part is she was with some nerd wouldn't stop looking at Jay in a creepy, disappointed sort of way. Oh well I'm not real worried about it lol.
