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I once loved going to bar xv. That has changed, however, as I have had two horrendous experiences occur at this venue, courtesy of the bouncers.
A little about myself...I am a 5'4", 110 pound, 22 year old female, who likes to (and knows how to) have a good time.
The first of these awful experiences resulted in my being dragged through the club and thrown - literally - out the front door. I still have the scars on my knees from this encounter and I had bruises on my arms from the bouncers' manhandling me. What did I do to deserve such treatment? Well, one of the bouncers hated everything about me...he didn't like the way that I was dressed, the way that I was dancing, and the way that I was interacting with other people. I was wearing a lacy top with a tight black bra on underneath. Every single time that my top shifted and exposed a piece of bra, the bouncer came over to harass me. Keep in mind that my top was lacy...so my bra was already pretty exposed. Thus, it was unnecessary for the bouncer to get so worked up about it. After the bouncer came up to "warn" me several times, I got tired of his attitude, and went up to him to tell him that he needed to stop bothering me. Instead of being professional and talking to me in a levelheaded manner, he flipped out. He called one of his buddies over and they picked me up and threw me to the ground outside. It was one of the most humiliating experiences of my life...and was especially sad because I once loved this bar.
The second experience was a few weeks later. I had come to the bar a few times after the first incident, and the bouncers hadn't assaulted me again, so I assumed that they were behaving now. I was wrong. I was celebrating my 22nd birthday with a group of friends. We were all having a good time and weren't bothering anybody. A busboy approached my friend (I was dancing with her) and told her that she/we needed to tone it down. A busboy?! Seriously? We ignored him because we didn't see anything wrong with our behavior. I don't think any of the patrons thought that we were doing anything that was out of line. We weren't naked, making out with each other, etc. A few minutes later, the busboy returns with some bouncers, grabs my arm, tells me that he's tired of my sh*t and that I need to leave. I was flabbergasted and asked him what the problem was. He told me that my friend was stealing wallets. I told him that he was wrong, and that my friend had taken no wallets. His accusation was completely fabricated and had no merit. He had nothing to say when I asked him for proof...apparently, he just accuses people of absurd things as a way to justify kicking them out. As I was being escorted to the door, I asked the two bozos for their names (so that I could talk to the owner of the establishment about them) and they refused to answer. They told me that my friend and I were NEVER welcome back.
So...I'm never spending my money at this establishment again. I'm really pissed off about that, because the male bartender makes the best whiskey sours and the tattooed female bartender makes an amazing drink called a 'Baby Lola'. It's her concoction, so I can't get it anywhere else.
I am considering contacting the owner and/or manager to tell them about my experiences. The bouncers that they hire don't seem to know how to use their brains. They're completely illogical and can't even answer a question. I wonder how these men sleep at night. Does it make them feel good to assault young women? Does it make them feel important?
Pros: The bar staff, the drinks, the music, the atmosphere
Cons: The bouncers and their horrific attitudes
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