This happened at a local casino/bar. A woman sat down at one of the machines, and she was just the nicest lady to everybody, all sugar and sunshine.

After her second drink and a losing streak, Dr. Jekyll turned into Mr.Hyde. When a cell phone rang, she lost it completely, and informed some poor man of how rude it was to have his conversation intruding into her space, and cussing him out while she did it.

It was like watching Betty White in Lake Placid.

On one hand, I knew what she meant. Even with all the noise and sound effects at a casino, a cell phone manages to be intrusive. On the other hand, I find bar conversations extremely entertaining.

Fortunately, she ran out of money and left. She wasn't acting drunk, just pissed off and mean.

Posted by: Pricklypear at September 1, 2010 6:31 PM

Screamers. I get that you're there to drink and have a good time, and I can totally get behind that. However, when you spend every moment at your table (and it's usually a group of 6 or more) SCREAMING laughter, pounding on the tables, and yelling "woohoo" at the top of your lungs and it's only 8pm, you should probably cut back on the alcohol. Just sayin'.

Posted by: Ann at September 1, 2010 9:29 PM

So, would three German Shepherds drinking soda water at a bar be considered rude?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f309fSTWYo4&feature=player_embedded#!

Heh heh heh.

Posted by: Feebie at September 7, 2010 8:14 PM

So many stories, so little time.

I worked mornings at a neighborhood bar serving mostly retirees and the working class getting ready for a day of work.

One day, before my first cup of coffee, a young man came in and ordered a beer. Immediately, he set off on a semi-jovial rant about bartenders in general and me specifically. He thought he was being funny.

I stopped in my tracks and asked why he thought that such comments were necessary. He replied, "Isn't your job to take shit from the customers?"

I looked him in the eye, "If everybody at your job treated you exactly as you just treated me, what would your morale be like? Just because I'm behind a bar doesn't give you permission to disrespect me."

He finished his beer and I never saw him again.

Amy, I could give you so many stories about rudeness in the bar business that you could write a whole book on the subject. I look forward to your new book, too.

JDJ

Posted by: JD at September 8, 2010 1:49 PM