These are also great for when you’re up to your third divorce and looking for ways to streamline the process
How many people are the type that would be given that letter and are also able to understand it?
So it’s not just, no more alcohol, but “fuck off, out, now” That’s not cut off, that’s expelled.
I’ve had a server’s permit for years, used to be a bouncer. In the cert class, they train you on several different ways to cut people off. They have short videos, awful acting, but very real situations that illustrate how it is done, including this method.
At the place where I’m a regular they have a thing where you can get your own water. If the bartender gives me a water I know I’m done.
I should print some of those and use them as a patron to get people I don’t like to leave.
if only they can read
I’ve seen this reposted everywhere for like a year. It’s annoying to me that it doesn’t say if you’re expected to close your tab or not.
They close the tab for you. They open one with your credit card with the first drink then give you your card back.
That’s true, but it depends on the location. Plenty of places you can sit at the bar and you don’t pay until the end.
I mean if I’m shitface, I’m not going to be able to read that stamp 🥃
Could also mean being too loud.
It’s a really big glass.
i thought this wouldn’t go over too well with a lot of people, but it’s a private club in NJ presumably run by italians, so yea. no one’s going to argue
I dated a girl with a very Italian last name for a number of years. She said that ‘back in the day’ certain parts of her family were connected in our city. Laughed it off, because that was history. Her dad was never involved, and her grandpa was only a little involved, I guess, and… whatever. It just wasn’t a thing in their lives and hadn’t really been a thing in our city since like the 70’s.
We took a trip to NYC, and after eating at this lovely hole-in-the-wall Italian restaurant, she paid. After seeing the name on the CC, the whole vibe sort of changed. Staff got shy. A manager came over to offer us a big discount on our food, and free dessert.
My GF understood it, I guess, and told him that we were from out of town and didn’t have any family in town. After a very brief pause, the manager said something like “Oooh. It must have been another table that complained about their food…” They still gave us free dessert for the mix-up (we were already going to order dessert - it’s not like we were pretending to be mini-mafiosos out there).i also briefly dated an italian girl, and had a legit straight-off-the-plane italian roommate.
i wouldn’t mess with them
Italian here. You were right not to mess with them. It was a meme in the Italian sub*****t to pee in a plate, put it in the freezer and fling the piss disk under your roommate’s door while they sleep
Wait, Italians also meme about the Pissplatte?
It’s more international that I thought
Il Pisa disca? Italians are serious.
Behold the DISCO DI PISCIO
They’re gonna read that aloud
