Post #99000 by woofmutt on Mon, Jun 28, 2004 10:38 PM

Although I like Seattle's Islander quite a bit here's a dull tale I've sat on for a few months...

The night was dark, and it was on that dark night that I discovered if you ask for "dark rum" at the Islander you get charged a premium price since they only carry one brand...Sometimes you get charged more. Previoulsy I'd had dark rum and soda at well drink prices. During Happy Hour on that dark night it was $7.50. I expressed surprise as it was a well drink and was immediately verbally bludgeoned by the two ladies behind the bar. They politely began a chorus of "We've NEVER had a dark rum well!" this was delivered in a loud volume in front of all the other bar drinkers who turned and looked at me as if I'd asked the ladies to show me their grapefruits so I could have a squeeze. (There was a arge bowl of fruit behind the bar.) I'm not sure what set them off as I hadn't made any grand gesture of outrage, whined, snorted, rolled my eyes, sighed heavily, or any of the other annoying customer things. "Let him have it at well price," the one women I've never cared for said loudly with a weary tone. I had not been arguing for a lesser price (I'd just stated that I'd had that drink at well price before) so I paid the $7.50...While secretly vowing it would be the last drink I'd ever buy there! No longer in a drinking mood I watched the ice melt in my glass until my friends showed and I gave the drink to one of them.

I'll visit again some day (I break vows all the time), but my friends were so put off by my tale (and seeing me not drinking) that they haven't been back.