No, it’s really not. But you seem paranoid and mentally ill, and you probably need a stronger reality check than what an online discussion board can send you. |
This is a deeply strange way to view the world, most likely the result of reading and highlighting multiple copies of The Gift of Fear. Also, that's not what uncouth means. If you're going to be paranoid and hyper-sensitive, at least use the correct vocabulary. |
There was a bartender at Manny's in Minneapolis that remembered my drink more than a year after the one time I had been there. The previous time, I'd sat at the packed bar on a weeknight for about an hour and had 2 drinks and dinner. I *wish* I had a memory like that. |
This is the least surprised I’ve ever been to find someone is single. |
This thread made me think of The Gift of Fear as well. Whenever posters here are like “trust your gut” I think “but what if they’re crazy and their gut is like this OP?” |
We can all see this is what you think, but you are getting a bit presumptuous about others here. |
No, that's on you. |
I know, right? |
There are a lot of people who are great at remembering people. They make good bartenders.
This is normal. You are not. |
When they call your name at the doctor's office, do you think they're calling you out for being a harlot? |
NP. This is so interesting to me. I also prefer to remain anonymous even at grocery stores where I see the same checkers all the time.
But that’s a me thing. When I was a teenager I spent the summers working at a beachside mini-mart. People loved it that I could remember their preferred brand of cigarettes even if they had just stopped in once at the start of the summer. My boss thought it was great customer service. I bet this bartender’s manager thinks he’s great too. |
to answer the original Queston: No! that's='s the mark of a good bartender! Think Cheers! |
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It's the favorite book of paranoids everywhere |
OP, were you with someone the second time, either a friend or another customer you met at the bar? It sounds like you were embarrassed to admit you had been there drinking alone in the past. |