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Ok, I waited a couple of weeks to write this review update so as to not let my irritation surrounding our experience here cloud my judgment. Turns out I'm still pissed off. I will do my best to remain impartial and separate said irritation from fact.
I will preface this by saying that I have always really enjoyed my experiences at Sidebar. I would go as far to say that it's on VERY regular rotation due to location, atmosphere and price. We stop in at least a few times a month for drinks either before or after dinner and everyone that I've introduced to the place has been back on their own accord. I also know that the management and ownership genuinely care about their reputation in the community. That said, what happened here on Saturday night a few weeks ago is unacceptable and if I may be honest, was not handled properly and needs to be addressed.
Anyone that knows me knows I like to get my drink on. I get it...you're out with your friends, you have a DD for the night (though in this case, I doubt it) your having a good time, and bam....all of the sudden you realize "damn, I'm fucked up!" "I'm seeing two of everything" "I can barely stand up straight" What do you do??
Well, let me tell you what you don't do... You don't verbally assault the innocent person (that would be me) who happens to squeeze in at the bar next to your equally WT alcoholic boyfriend to order a dessert drink. Yes, you caught me....I'm eye fucking your sloppy, hot mess of a man, he's just so irresistible.
After a few minutes of being slurringly cursed at and accused of I don't even know what, a female bartender came over and tried to calm this drunk bitch down by patting her on the arm and *shooshing* her and her boyfriend, who at this point had joined in. By her reaction to the couple I was under the impression that they were friends/acquaintances of the bartender or at the very least, regular customers. Regular customers that had clearly been over-served, whether there or somewhere prior. Regular customers that should NOT have beer/cocktails in front of them at this point. Regular customers that should have been asked to leave or had a cab called for them....something.
I had to tell this girl to take her fucking hands off me twice. Her face was an inch away from my face. I could smell her miserable life. There would not have been a third time.
The man I believe to be a manager (though I'm not sure, I see him frequently and he's a great guy) approached the couple as well and asked them to quiet down and apologized to us which I really appreciate, however these people couldn't even form coherent sentences. Why are they still in your establishment? Another thing that I must mention is that there has been a significant staff change. I'm all for maintaining a 'down town', edgy sensibility but there is a fine line between truly hip and try-hard hipster....The music on this particular evening was off the charts bad as well. The whole night. I mean, so bad it couldn't even be classified as 'ironically' bad. I dunno....maybe there was a full moon or something.
Anyway, I really hope this was all a fluke and when we go back all will be restored with the universe. I like to go out and have a couple glasses of wine with my man, bar brawling is a little 1998 for me, but believe me when I say that when I ask you twice, you don't get a third chance. Be nice.
Peace and Love - Kristi
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