So last night I went out with Nicole & Sarah. Such a weird/random time…the Red Door was surprisingly shitty, filled with a dull crowd. Everyone was at Uconn for spring weekend I’m guessing….anyways it got so bad that for the first time like ever we actually left to go to another bar. The next place we headed wasn’t bad but get this – the bitchy bartender (who was probably WHS Class of 07) refused to serve us. First it was because we “didn’t look old enough,” but once we produced ID’s proving we were in fact 22, 24 and 25, the reason quickly became we were “cut off” because I apparently was stumbling drunk so bad that Nicole & Sarah practically carried me in……..Even though between the 3 of us we probably hadn’t even had 4 drinks the entire night, and were all perfectly lucid & calm. Even during this ordeal, we were just real confused like. It was so entirely bizarre, rude and insulting (quickly escalating to humiliating as everyone was watching, waiting for the over-the-bar chick fight to ensue) that I just politely asked the bartender for our ID’s back so we could take our patronage elsewhere.
I believe our only crime was walking into that bar looking damn good, better than the bartender and basically every other girl in the sketchy ass place. So anyways it continues to bother me today and I don’t even know why I care!