/ck/ - Food & Cooking

Just got back from a nearby bar myself, some pro's and con's I can share:

>pro's
- Getting to know the bar staff pays off huge dividends. Wanna chat up some chicks or mingle with the regulars? Tipping and being courteous gets you way further than feigning interest in the bar staff's lives
- Not being a shithead. People get shitfaced all you want, just don't pick a fight with the people pouring your drinks. Real easy to do.
- Meeting new people is easy, especially if you become a regular. This becomes an avenue to meet new people and get invited to random shit, even if it's dumb shit.
- Never take shit personally at the bar, if you've got a beef with the staff you probably stepped over the line OR set off someone with random comments. Keep it on the downlow if you can't hold your spaghetti

>Cons
- You will see the worst aspects of human nature in full view. Envy, rage, licentiousness, the works will be in full view. Try not to get too blackpilled
- People will pass away, some you might even like. Try not to get bummed out at the reality some of the older folks around won't be there forever
- If you get cozy at a good spot and the bartender takes a beef with you, you're fucked for at least a month before returning. Worst case you can't go back and miss out on all the connections you made. This is gay asf but just play ball with the staff, even if you hate it. Too many bars have even worse shiteheads than your favorite haunt, don't spoil it for pride.
- Don't fuck with regulars. You might be hanging somewhere for 5 years, but the guy who was there for 20+ is going to get one over you in any argument. Just be friendly and most people will mingle with you on a good basis. There are exceptions, but generally speaking don't go and ruin someone's anniversary and make out with a guy's wife in full view of the bar.


Generally speaking the whole venture is a lot of fun, and being able to retreat to your favorite hole in the wall is a huge pressure valve for IRL stress.

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My original plan was to slowly kill myself through crippling alcoholism and eating junk food so my family wouldn't be upset over a suicide. It turns out I have an iron liver and I just got fat instead, so I fucked that one up.