Went to a good show at Standup Live last night and not ready to call it a night when it was over popped over to Copper Blues next door. The band was rocking, so I headed to the bar for an adult beverage. Great inside/outside feel to the bar area. But that's when the vibe turned sour.
The crowd is clearly a late 20's-early 30's bunch and I am old enough to be their father. The "hip" mohawked bar keep must not see be able to see anyone who doesn't meet his age standards. Look, I would have served the cute girl standing to me first too - but after that - come on. My money must be covered in shit, because he just wasn't going to touch it.
Never did get a drink from the asshole. Too bad - the band was good and we would have stayed for the rest of the set, instead we left.