how to get not-served in a bar

[fox]

[ETA: heh heh heh.]


piss off the bartender.

them:  [making strange noises, repeatedly, and throwing change at the pakistan-earthquake donation jar as though it were a wishing well]

me:  i'm going to ask you to knock that off, guys.

them:  [knock off the coin-throwing, but still making annoying boop-beep-whoop noises]

me:  [as i serve other people]  listen, way i see it, you can keep doing that, or i can serve you, but probably not both.

them:  okay, okay, we'll stop.  [they order]

five minutes later

them:  [resume fucking pissing me off]

me:  okay, they are so cut off.

them:  excuse me, how late is the bar open tonight?

me:  well, i'll be here until 1am, but you guys are done.

them:  what, we're banned from the bar?

me:  no, but you're cut off for tonight, because clearly you've had enough.

them:  no, no, we'll be good!  honest!

me:  that's nice.  we're not serving you any more to drink tonight.  [going about my business]

them:  [grumble grumble, blah blah, etc. etc., look how she's pretending not to listen to us, like a kid, like a teenager, all adolescent silent treatment, we'll just get someone else to serve us, then.]

me:  [to manager, when he pops back in to see how everything's going]  not bad, but those two guys are cut off.

manager:  probably a good idea.

Comments

[decarnin.livejournal.com]

Heh. Heh heh. Do not annoy the waitstaff.

[darthfox.livejournal.com]

the thing is, of course, there's a point up to which you have to serve people even if they annoy you. but -- i can't describe the sounds these guys were making, but it was something like a combination of a catcall and a sort of 'ding ding, over here' thing like they didn't care who was next, they wanted me to come see to them right away. which, yeah, that's going to get you bumped back to the end of the queue immediately, innit, and the minute the bartender decides you're not just annoying her, but beginning to get mildly (verbally) abusive? damn right she's going to cut you off.

harumph.