A man goes in to a bar for the happy hour on a Monday evening. He's greeted by two cranky bartenders or perhaps just uninterested. He orders a vegetarian burrito and a beer. The burrito is flavourful and the beer is cold, but he'll be damned if the bartenders have any interest in anyone but themselves. So the man up and walks out without so much as a farewell from the imposters behind the bar slightly disappointed that this funky bar that could've been just didn't live up to what a bar should be. Legend has is that the man walked a few doors down and found another bar with signs of intelligent life form. And all was right again.