I’m teetotal. 
I have been asked to leave a pub after some friends and I tried D+D there for the first time. Apparently some regulars thought we were weird and complained. :rolleyes:
I even used spell check. Picked the the wrong darn word 
I’m still going to picture you defiantly sipping a Mai Tai though. It makes me giggle.
Went to a bachelor party at a popular “meat market” type place. I was drinking Pepsi and was dead cold sober. I was sitting at a table with two or three other well behaved guys from our group when a few bouncers walked over, took our drinks and informed us we were leaving immediately. Without actually touching us they pretty much forced us right out. Well done on thier part actually. Got word from others in our party that we were moving to another bar. Once there I found out that some of our guys had been dicks, started a fight and told the bouncers we were all gonna kick there asses. News to me.
That’s it, just the once.
Didn’t even get kicked out of the bar where I drunkenly spewed in the middle of a crowded dance floor!
As a youngster, I was politely asked to leave quite a few bars, and I always politely complied. It was for ordinary stuff like knocking things over and climbing or standing on things I was not supposed to after being told not to. The funniest was when I was kicked out of a bar for “touching others while dancing” and “dancing too violently.” I think it must have been about the beginning of the mosh pit thing getting popular and I was clowning around, slamming into my friends while this jangley guitar REM rock-folk rip off band was playing. Well, at least I thought it was funny.
I’ve been kicked out of bars and clubs a few times for being underage, but I dont THINK i have been for being too wasted. Must have been a close thing a few times though. When I was out in the club I was the supervisor in, I did wake up a few times in the changing rooms the bands use when they play there. I think (hope) a kindly colleague placed me there if I was too “jolly”.
Latest one was late last year, for a reason that absolutely infuriated me. I had been out for a nice meal with a bunch of girls I didn’t really know, and who I would never normally socialise with. It was one of the girls birthday’s and I had been taken as my best friends “+ 1” and it was decided at the end of the meal to head over to a nightclub that I would never go into with my usual crowd I go out with. Not loving the idea, but happy enough to go, might be a laugh. But oh NO!! After about 10 mins I decide to go out for a ciggarette, and leave the girls at the bar. Leaving my jacket with them, I head for the exit. On my way, I feel a hand on my arm, and turn round to see a bouncer, who asks me to COVER UP MY ARM!!! (At this point i should add that I have a full sleeve tattoo) I ask why, and he says “it’s not the look we’re wanting in here.” So I point out that there are MANY guys going around with horrible tribal tattoos showing, so why would it be any different for me. And his answer was to take my arm, and proceed to drag me through the foyer and out the front door. What a fu*ker!! I tell him my friends are in there with my jacket etc, and can I go get it, but NO! knob-end says i’m not allowed back in. I’m not the clientele they want… Making a nice big scene for me, infront of the queue waiting to get in. Was pretty much mortifying.
The place wasn’t even anything to talk of, just a run of the mill, “chav” crappy nightclub. I was sooooooooooooooooooo angry. But what could I do? i just text my friend telling her what happened, and wandered home. The girls didn’t even offer to leave. bitches! Needless to say, I haven’t been out with them, or been to the lovely establishment in question again. I’ll stick to my ol’ faithful bar and club, where everyone knows my name.
Oh yeah, excuse the language…
Yeah.
I showed up drunk, but not blitzo’ed, to a bar once at about 1:00am. The bar tender told me I was trying to use a fake ID.
She goes, “I’m calling the cops.”
I go, “fine, call 'em.” And sat there while my friends had a drink, and waited until they showed up.
The cops show up and she goes, “I told him I wouldn’t serve him because he was too drunk, and now he won’t leave.”
Fuck. Ing. Bitch.
Cops led me out, and I walked home.
[Ron White] Then after the bouncers threw me out of the bar we squared off in the parking lot. I didn’t know how many of em’ it was gonna take to kick my ass…
… but I knew how many they we going to use. [/RW]
Of course I’ve been kicked out before. I’ve lived haven’t I?
Not really kicked out per se, but about a year ago it was a friend of mine’s birthday. So him, his brother and his girlfriend, another friend and I go to a bar (one of many that night.) My friend (without the birthday) gets the first round, and comes back with beers. After that, the brother gest the second round and comes back with red bulls and vodka. Then, the bartender comes to our table and tells us that as soon as we are done our drinks, we have to leave. I’m like “wha?” and then the brother said that he was unaware this place only takes cash (a stupid thing for a bar to do in the first place,) and so was only able to tip him about $1 for all the drinks, cause that’s all the cash he had. The friend, who has been to maybe one other bar in his entire life, suddenly goes wide-eyed and says,
“You have to TIP bartenders!” :eek:
So yeah, the bartender served ten drinks, the total bill being over $40, and got less than $2 in tips. I can see why he was upset.
Oh, yes. Many times for many many reasons. The only ones I really objected to were the time I started talking to the guy next to me at the bar, let him buy me a couple drinks, and then look embarassed while he tried to pick the woman on the other side of him. Apparently there was touching involved, and we both got tossed. The other time, I was in a club with one of thsoe day-glo neon chalkboards that had upcoming events on it. I erased letters, and parts of letters until I had formed what I felt was a rather humorous message. Turns out you can get tossed for that, too.
Shortest time in a bar -
Bouncer (as I entered), “Didn’t I toss you out last week?”
Me,“Yeah, I had a little too much to drink and made fun of your ugly rugby shirt”
Bouncer,“Well don’t cause any trouble tonight”
Me, “Hey, your the one wearing the ugly-as-shit-shirts!”
Not wanting to pay $11 each, my friend and I smuggled a couple of beers into Manhattan’s swanky Hotel Gansevoort bar. After a few minutes we were asked to leave because a) the bar does not serve cans and b) even if they did, they would not be Coors Light.
Technically I personally didn’t get kicked out but my party did when one of our coworkers started an argument that ultimately escalated in a bouncer punching one of our interns in the head for no reason.
Actually, I find it difficult to get kicked out of bars or even barred from entry. Somehow no matter how drunk I am, I still manage to convince the bouncer letting me in is a good idea.
Once, in Waikiki. I was in a strip club with a buddy, and was taking some “undercover pictures” with a disposable camera, that I was holding under the table. Naturally, I was sitting under the sign that said “No Pictures”.
A giant Samoan dude came up behind me, grabbed the camera with one hand, and my shoulder with the other. He lifted me up from my seat, carried me across the club, and tossed me out the door.
He crushed the camera with his other hand, and threw the pieces at me.
Dude, you didn’t miss much. Shbooms sucks ass. It’s called something else now, the Red Room or similar…
No, I’ve never been kicked out of a bar.
Not in years.
I’m getting old.
I’ve only been kicked out of a bar once. I got really plastered and started making fun of this girl and really pissing her off. I may or may not have dropped a glass or something too. Anyway the owner told me to leave and I thought this other guy was the owner and kept telling the guy no its ok I can stay. He didn’t like that too much. Then I snuck back in and got kicked out again. There was a cop outside so I walked away and made my way to an alley and passed out in some trash or something around the back.
I underage drank all the time but never got kicked out for it. They used to “X” your hand at the door with a marker, so my friend and I would go into the bathroom and wash it off, then go drink.
I get carded more now 18 years later than I did then. Guess people are more sensitive about underage drinking now.
One and a HALF times.
The first time, I was with a friend on the upper floor of a two-floor bar. I ordered two beers, one for a friend and one for me, and the fat bartender says “No, i’m not serving you. You guys are always too loud and you never tip.” Which is total BS, since everyone in the bar is always shouting because of loud music and we tip every drink. So we go to the bottom floor and get the bartender to serve us. Then we go back up to the second floor and stand near the bar to rub it in his face. :smack: Yeah, I know, not a good idea. We weren’t exactly thinking too well at that point. It wasn’t long till a bouncer told us to leave.
The second time, I was at a bar called the Yacht Club. The bar was crowded from wall-to-wall with almost nowhere to stand. A girl with her back turned to me and a totally bitchy attitude starts totally shoving her way through the crowd. “Outta my way, outta my way, I don’t care who you are, just get outta my way.” So I said to her, “Just who do you think you are, Missy, we’re all trying to get through here and you don’t see us pushing.” She turn to me and responds, “Fuck you!” and I nonchalantely respond with, “Yeah, fuck me, exactly.” I look down and the words “Yacht Club” are written across the front of her t-shirt. She turns toward a tall, meaty-looking bouncer leaning against a post and nods her head in our direction. Lets just say that me and my friends got out of there pretty quickly at that point.
Next time, try a flask. When you’ve got a flask, every drink’s a double! (And looking back, I’m quite shocked I never got kicked out of the Gansevoort, since all I ever did was complain, talk to the DJ and convince different friends to take the bouncers home.)
That’ll be a yes, then. 