Dive bar. Been to many before like this but I've never had the bartender hustle me within ten minutes of being there. It was really loud. I went to order one beer. She asked which kind. It was so loud that I used my hands to communicate. I put up 3 fingers trying to indicate the 3rd tap in and pointed inward because the 3rd tap in was the one I wanted. She proceeded to pour 3 beers because she tried to naively act like that meant I wanted 3 even though it was clear I was by myself but the odd thing was that she still knew to pour the 3rd tap in. If she knew it was the third tap in then how could she also think I wanted 3 when I was clearly alone. Place was empty and I was the only one near the bar. After she handed me 3, I laughed and put one finger up ( my middle one ) and said I only wanted one. She must've thought she was funny because she poured another. I laughed again and sat down with 4 beers. I've never been here and will never come back again. It's far into the ghetto part of Fremont but I paid for tickets to see a band I've been trying to see since they began. I hope that band never plays there again because it's a small stinky bad attitude kind of venue and I would not recommend going unless you are already a barfly here. In that case, have fun.
Ruined my night and was really disappointing because I made a special trip for this show.