Why are people so rude?
We went to Busch Gardens the other day, and stopped in at Grogan's Pub in Ireland for a break and a brew. I'm partial to the Bare Knuckle Stout, but I saw they had on tap the new Bud seasonal called Beach Bum Blonde. I asked what it was and the snooty hoity toity bartender (talking to me like I was an idiot) said it is along the lines of an Indian Pale Ale. I said, you mean India Pale Ale? Mr. attitude then says, NO, Indian Pale Ale. I was like WTF is that? I just laughed it off as him being an idiot. So then I asked for a sample. He said he couldn't give samples. I asked why not, and he said "we just can't". So getting further agitated, I asked how Bud ever expected people to try the new stuff if they won't offer it to consumers. I'm not kidding, the next words out of the guys mouth were "ARE YOU GOING TO ORDER SOMETHING?"
If I had quicker goat thinking, I'd have ripped the guy a new arsehole, but I think I was too amazed at his attitude. Anyway, I ended up getting a couple of BK stouts, and later on I had the full intention of talking to his manager, but my Mom (she was visiting us) who was standing next to me the whole time told me to chillax about it. I did, but even a week later I'm still a touch miffed by that. Do you guys think I need to get on prozac?
I figured I'm going to write a letter to Augie Busch anyway. I shouldn't have to deal with service like that.
Rant over. Thanks for listening.
We went to Busch Gardens the other day, and stopped in at Grogan's Pub in Ireland for a break and a brew. I'm partial to the Bare Knuckle Stout, but I saw they had on tap the new Bud seasonal called Beach Bum Blonde. I asked what it was and the snooty hoity toity bartender (talking to me like I was an idiot) said it is along the lines of an Indian Pale Ale. I said, you mean India Pale Ale? Mr. attitude then says, NO, Indian Pale Ale. I was like WTF is that? I just laughed it off as him being an idiot. So then I asked for a sample. He said he couldn't give samples. I asked why not, and he said "we just can't". So getting further agitated, I asked how Bud ever expected people to try the new stuff if they won't offer it to consumers. I'm not kidding, the next words out of the guys mouth were "ARE YOU GOING TO ORDER SOMETHING?"
If I had quicker goat thinking, I'd have ripped the guy a new arsehole, but I think I was too amazed at his attitude. Anyway, I ended up getting a couple of BK stouts, and later on I had the full intention of talking to his manager, but my Mom (she was visiting us) who was standing next to me the whole time told me to chillax about it. I did, but even a week later I'm still a touch miffed by that. Do you guys think I need to get on prozac?
I figured I'm going to write a letter to Augie Busch anyway. I shouldn't have to deal with service like that.
Rant over. Thanks for listening.