{"id":960,"date":"2011-12-12T19:25:59","date_gmt":"2011-12-13T03:25:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mikevarley.com\/?p=960"},"modified":"2012-12-12T19:29:03","modified_gmt":"2012-12-13T03:29:03","slug":"regarding-a-recent-visit-to-the-rock-shop","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mikevarley.com\/?p=960","title":{"rendered":"Regarding a Recent Visit to The Rock Shop"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>Dear Management,<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>Please excuse the delay in reply. Life got in the way a bit, but I still feel this is important enough to share. It&#8217;s concerning the bar service I received at the Saturday, December 1st show featuring Sky-Pony and Toys and Tiny Instruments. There was one bartender behind the bar that night, a woman with curly blond hair whose name I never got. To keep things succinct, I&#8217;ll break the story down by encounter.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div><strong>Encounter 1:<\/strong><\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>Speedy service, got my drink without incident, left a tip.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div><strong>Encounter 2:<\/strong><\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>While talking with my friend at the end of the bar, I casually signaled the bartender with my drink hand and continued discussion. She appeared a minute later and said with contempt &#8220;It is<em>extremely<\/em>\u00a0rude to signal the bartender with your cup.&#8221; My friend and I were completely taken aback, not by the\u00a0message itself\u00a0but by the intensity of it. I&#8217;d never heard this unwritten rule prior, and for my part I wouldn&#8217;t have done it had I known. But I wasn&#8217;t shaking the glass or pounding it on the bar top, and the instant escalation\u00a0of her response left no room for anything but shock.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>As I looked to my friend for confirmation that this was actually happening, she pressed me for my order. I gave it to her along with a twenty. She filled the order, went to the register and came back with a\u00a0ten and a five. She slapped the bills on the table and said &#8220;And don&#8217;t bother to tip me.&#8221;<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div><strong>Encounter 3:<\/strong><\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>I was somewhat hesitant to go up for another drink, but my friends and I had been planning this night out for a month and I wasn&#8217;t going to let a bartender get in the way of a good time. I took a drink order from a friend &#8211; an IPA &#8211; and went to the bar, asking the tender with total civility what IPA&#8217;s she had. She responded by pointing at a menu and walking away. I was having trouble finding any beer specifically labeled IPA, so I started looking for the higher alcohol content. While searching, her finger appeared on the menu, wordlessly pointing out my only option. I agreed and she filled my order.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>When I got back to my friend&#8217;s, I noticed the glass of beer I ordered for her was smaller than everyone else&#8217;s. This may be your policy regarding IPA&#8217;s, I&#8217;m not sure.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div><strong>Encounter 4:<\/strong><\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>By this point, I had given up ordering drinks for myself. When I wanted one, I gave money to a friend and they got it for me. At the conclusion of the concert, as we were about to leave, I decided to write a note to the bartender. I&#8217;m not an aggressive person by nature, and I can accept people having tough nights, but I wanted her to understand my position as well. The note read simply &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry for whatever I did to offend you, but your service left a lot to be desired.&#8221;<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>I got her attention, left the note on the bar, and left. As I was standing outside with friends, planning our next stop, the bartender came bursting out of the bar and started cursing me out furiously. &#8220;I&#8217;m not even going to read this, who the fuck do you think you are, you&#8217;re the worst customers I&#8217;ve ever had&#8221; and so forth. The scene was so surreal, my response was to do nothing by say &#8220;Go on, keep going, what else do you have?&#8221;<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>When she&#8217;d had enough screaming, she threw the note on the sidewalk and ran back in the bar. At this point, my friend from the second encounter and I had had enough. We followed her back into the bar, shouting what a bad bartender she was and how we&#8217;d never come back if she were serving that night. In this action I admit being disruptive, but every person has their limits, especially after trying to apologize. We were only in there for a few seconds before we left without prompting.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>Outside, onlookers asked what the heck had just happened. When I related my story, I received other stories of bartender rudeness from people I didn&#8217;t even know.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>*****<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>Now even as I say all this, you should know I think the Rock Shop is a fantastic venue. I&#8217;ve never seen a bad show at your space, including the night in question, and my friends and I try to come by every 3-4 months to check out new groups. The incident won&#8217;t stop this habit, unless of course this bartender\u00a0is working, in which case we&#8217;ll go somewhere else.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>So if this won&#8217;t change my behavior, why am I telling you this? Because I&#8217;m the exception in this situation and not the rule. Every time I tell this story, I&#8217;ll be sure to say what a great pace the Rock Shop is and how much I enjoy the concerts. No one else would bother to do that, because to most people, the bartender\u00a0<em>is<\/em>\u00a0the bar.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>I tell you this because I like your space: this bartender is a danger to your reputation. If she can elicit this type of reaction from the calmest, most analytical person you could ever meet, what happens when she crosses a hot head? If she&#8217;s willing to leave the bar unattended to chew out a customer over a note she didn&#8217;t even read, how much can you trust her judgement? If she doesn&#8217;t have the patience to deal with a customer ignorantly signaling her with their drink hand, what will she do when patience is actually necessary?<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>I sincerely hope for both your sake and hers she was simply having an epic bad night. To me it seems a sign of troubles much deeper and in need of help, but I&#8217;ll leave you to make that determination.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>Thank you for your time.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div>Regards,<br \/>\nMike Varley<\/div>\n\t\t<div style=\"float:right;margin:10px 10px 0px 0px;\">\r\n\t\t\t<a class=\"DiggThisButton DiggCompact\" href=\"http:\/\/digg.com\/submit?url=https%3A%2F%2Fmikevarley.com%2F%3Fp%3D960&title=Regarding+a+Recent+Visit+to+The+Rock+Shop\" ><span style=\"display:none\">Dear Management, . Please excuse the delay in reply. Life got in the way a bit, but I still feel this is important enough to share. It&#8217;s concerning the bar service I received at the Saturday, December 1st show featuring Sky-Pony and Toys and Tiny Instruments. There was one bartender behind the bar that night, [&hellip;]<\/span><\/a>\t\t\r\n\t\t<\/div>\t\t\r\n\t\t","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dear Management, . Please excuse the delay in reply. Life got in the way a bit, but I still feel this is important enough to share. It&#8217;s concerning the bar service I received at the Saturday, December 1st show featuring Sky-Pony and Toys and Tiny Instruments. There was one bartender behind the bar that night, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n\t\t<div style=\"float:right;margin:10px 10px 0px 0px;\">\r\n\t\t\t<a class=\"DiggThisButton DiggCompact\" href=\"http:\/\/digg.com\/submit?url=https%3A%2F%2Fmikevarley.com%2F%3Fp%3D960&title=Regarding+a+Recent+Visit+to+The+Rock+Shop\" ><span style=\"display:none\">Dear Management, . Please excuse the delay in reply. Life got in the way a bit, but I still feel this is important enough to share. It&#8217;s concerning the bar service I received at the Saturday, December 1st show featuring Sky-Pony and Toys and Tiny Instruments. 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