Talk About the Outsider: Bouncer Can't Get a Drink at This Tenderloin Dive
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I joined the men at the bar and waited for the bartender to notice me. She was quite pretty, and obviously held her cleavage in great esteem. I waited for her to take my order. And waited. Her eyes never found purchase on my fertile countenance. I figured maybe she just thought I had been there for a while, already drinking, and that she didn't think I had just come in and wanted a drink. But then a man walked in and stood behind me, waiting to get a drink, and she immediately came over and took his order over my shoulder. (Cue Wanda Sykes voice: Oh, hell no!)
This bar committed the cardinal sin of ignoring me. I can take a lot of stuff from a tavern: weak drinks, bathrooms that rival Abu Ghraib's, even Dave Matthews Band on the jukebox, but I will not be ignored (cue Glenn Close headshot from Fatal Attraction) ...
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