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| - Walked in to bar and got totally grilled with my ID. I'm 23 years old. *Psycho* bartender shines a light in my face in a mostly empty bar, and asks me what my zip code is. Asked my friend to spell her name. Some I've moved a few times, I didn't immediately remember my zip code, and she nearly threw me out. We manage to sit down and get *waters*. Out of nowhere, this other waiter comes around and asks to see out IDs, while we're sitting drinking our waters, even after we told him we'd already had them checked. Thy lied and told me they were changing shifts, but neither bartenders went anywhere in the next 30 minutes. Then, as if we weren't already extremely peeved and uncomfortable, my (27-year-old) boyfriend who had been to the bar multiple times in the past tries to walk in, but the (psycho) bartender would not allow him in since he couldn't remember his zip code from literally 4 addresses ago. This lady is probably late 30's, tattoos and piercings, and tons of rings. I do NOT suggest going to this bar unless you want to be grilled and made to feel like a criminal. Overall peeved off and disgusted with their behavior. Will not be returning here ever.
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