Showing posts with label review. Show all posts
Showing posts with label review. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

White Noise

So I got a review on urban spoon the other day. I'm terrible.

http://www.urbanspoon.com/r/72/1672797/restaurant/Alberta/Standard-Tap-Public-House-Airdrie
"Good music and fun atmosphere...if you get in. the bouncers are terrible. If they know you you walk in and if they don't you stand outside watching people who just showed up get in first.its a big joke, terrible service. Who the hell forms a second entry line when you have customers that have already been waiting for 30 min." -Kevin
Well he sure showed me! Seems Kevin is angry that we have a VIP line. Who forms a second entry line? Night clubs, Kevin, night clubs. And guess what Kevin; thats life. Yup, the manager's buddies get in ahead of you sometimes. People who made reservations get in ahead of you sometimes. People who work in the industry get in ahead of you sometimes.

Here's a tip Kevin, you don't want to wait in line? Don't show up at the busiest club in town at midnight genius. And yeah Kevin, if one of my buddies comes into town, I'm not going to make him wait behind you. You're a whiney little bitch. You didn't get your way so you took the time made an account on urban spoon just to bitch about the normal practices of every night club on the planet? Suck it up princess. You are going to have a long disappointing road ahead of you my friend. Long and disappointing.

On Saturday one of the bartenders overheard a girl talking on the phone the other night outside telling someone that I was an asshole. From the description it was the girl who didn't look like her photo ID who couldn't remember her address who thought she was the only Taurus who was born in August. I made her cry. Not because I was rude, I was actually quite nice to her, but because I wouldn't let her in. So she cried. If you cry because you don't get your way, you probably shouldn't be going into bars. If you cry because you lost the fight you started, you probably shouldn't be going into bars. If you cry because "she broke up with me" you should probably stay at home writing bad poetry and paint your nails black.

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Liar Liar

So I read an interesting review of our restaurant and bar the other day on a foodie web site. Here it is:
"On the weekend my husband and I went to Standard Tap for a few drinks. While standing at the bar waiting for service my husband was punched from behind and taken down by 2 strangers, he was kicked in the face. Then the bouncers proceeded to kick my husband out of the bar for doing nothing. Still the same crap as Fox if you ask me, face lift with the same terrible attitude of allowing fights to happen."
I remember that night, we had 2 halloween parties that weekend. I also remember peeling people off of this guy. And yup, we kicked him out, along with the two other guys involved. We have a rule: get into a fight, get kicked out. That's it. We always kick both parties out. That's our attitude for not letting fights happen. You see usually people don't walk up to random strangers and punch them in the back of the head, and unless I'm standing right there watching some unprovoked random attack, I'll always assume that all the people involved need to leave. That way the other, not for some reason getting into a fight people can enjoy their evening.

What our friend doesn't mention is that her husband refused to leave when I asked him to. When I put my hand on his back to guide him to the door he spun away and swung an elbow at me. He ended up getting caught up in his own cape from his vampire costume. It took two of us to push him out, kicking and screaming the whole way.

Then he stood outside screaming at us about how we didn't know how to do our jobs. (I guess I should have let him stay and get into more fights?)  He also mentioned that he used to be a bouncer at this establishment. Since I was one of the first two bouncers to start since the new owner took over, he must have worked there when it was still the Fox where they had a "terrible attitude of allowing fights to happen."

We don't get alot of fights for the amount of people we get in there. One every couple of weeks. Usually they end quickly and quietly with some douche bag hanging around outside for an hour thinking he might get back in.  Sometimes they get out of hand but we handle it as best we can to end them as quickly as possible. Guys that get into fights aren't welcomed back.

And hey, summer's coming, maybe people will be in a better mood!