I wasn't alive in the 1700s.
There were, at that time, Saloons in the wild west of America, there were Absinthe bars in France...
At any pub, bar, tavern, house of ill repute, it was generally understood that you're going there to get drunk and probably are going to talk to random people.
Enter Waterloo in 2015.
They still, sort of, let you get get drunk. I mean they WILL stop you after six pints at lunch, but
HEAVEN FORBID if you talk to another customer. I can name three different establishments, governed by different dumb wenches all about 18 years old, who presumably took an online smart-serve course, who cut me off for the explicit reason:
wench> "You talked to other customers."
Well bitch, get back on your smart phone and tweet your nanny before getting me that next tequila, you're fired.
-jM
A&D
There were, at that time, Saloons in the wild west of America, there were Absinthe bars in France...
At any pub, bar, tavern, house of ill repute, it was generally understood that you're going there to get drunk and probably are going to talk to random people.
Enter Waterloo in 2015.
They still, sort of, let you get get drunk. I mean they WILL stop you after six pints at lunch, but
HEAVEN FORBID if you talk to another customer. I can name three different establishments, governed by different dumb wenches all about 18 years old, who presumably took an online smart-serve course, who cut me off for the explicit reason:
wench> "You talked to other customers."
Well bitch, get back on your smart phone and tweet your nanny before getting me that next tequila, you're fired.
-jM
A&D