Best Bar Story

Give us your best!  Hook ups, throw ups, throw downs.....we've all had something good/bad, fun/miserable, memorable/regrettable, hilarious/cringeworthy, etc., so bring it on.

I'll start with this one, circa 1998.  This was back in my consulting days with E&Y.  Good group of guys I worked with.  We travelled A LOT.  The partner knew how to party.....and spend money.  So, nearing the holidays he takes the crew and the wives for a weekend at the Marriott in Tarrytown.  Rooms, dinner at Ruth's Chris, drinks, the works.  

A brief word about the crew.  Bob (the partner) and Kathy, Alex and Laura, Dave and Dawn, and me and my wife.  All the guys are pretty easy going, including Mark, who is the most mild mannered, nicest guy you'd ever want to meet.  All the wives are pretty straight laced and cool, except for Dawn who always seemed a bit up tight.

So, after dinner we hit the night club in the hotel, whatever the name of the place was at the time.  We are all drinking, dancing, talking, having a good time.  We order up a round of drinks which come a short time later.  The drinks get distributed and what's left on the tray but a glass of water.  Hmmm.....Everyone looks at it and after a short pause Mark blurts out....."What pussy ordered the water?"  

Mind you, Mark was just kidding, looking to give one of the guys a good natured ribbing about being a light weight.  

Well, before you know it Dawn says....."I've never been so offended in my life!", and proceeds to grab the glass of water and throw it in Mark's face before storming out of the bar.

Surprise, surprise.....she didn't make it down to breakfast the next morning!

I can come up with others, but with all the Trump talk a pussy related story seemed a good lead.

What 'cha got for us?

I'll be back with something soon, this is something I'm going to have to think about

I was counting on that RA!

Hey, we'll give bonus points for ski bar related stories, since this is a ski related forum!

Me too!! There are so many --- I can't decide between something funny, something funny while working at a bar, fight story, getting thrown out story, or throwing somebody out story. I'm thinking of one that is a combo of three, or one from one of our visits to WF. it was actually LP.

I'll report back.

JTG4eva! wrote

Hey, we'll give bonus points for ski bar related stories, since this is a ski related forum!

I got thrown out of the Matterhorn --- 1988  Those $towe guys are a bunch of pussies compared to The Men of Smuggs

Maybe that one would be a good start ---- still thinking

Here's my best ski related bar story.  We'll call it 'Cougars of WA State!'

So, if you ever get the opportunity to hang at the Snorting Elk Cellar at Crystal Mountain in WA take advantage of it. Classic ski bar, perennially in the running for best ski bar in the country.

So after grabbing a shower and a truffle after a long, productive day in the BC I head over to the Snorting Elk to meet up with Seth, the guide I spent the day with, for a couple of beers.  As I was staying in the Alpine Inn it was just a short walk downstairs.  I really like the Alpine Inn as well.  Rustic slope side Inn with real charm.  Read: it isn't fancy, but it's perfect.

Anywho, as Seth and I are finishing up a round and he's getting ready to leave a couple of ladies come in and sit near me.  Small talk, introductions, being the gentleman I am I buy them a round.  

Now, the convo is going well.  They tell me all about how they are from California, but travel to ski and frequent the likes of Vail, Snowbird and the PNW when the conditions are right, of which last year qualified.  I was regaling them with the tales of my BC exploits of the day out in Bullion Basin, blah, blah, blah.  The discussion turns to meeting up mid-mountain the next day at the Campbell Basin Lodge for lunch.  Things are going ok.  I may be married and disinclined to pursue such a discussion to any kind of conclusion, but it's nice to kick the rust off and see if I can still entertain a lady or two, nowhatI'msayin?  

So, we start to learn more about the ladies at this point.  A quick note on the ladies.  I'll be the first to admit that I'm not any GQ model, and admitting such I can make some observations.  They were a classic pair.  One kinda, sorta cute.....and her less talkative companion was the classic 'less attractive girl' the other one kept around to make herself look prettier.  That said, they were cute, well travelled skiing chicks that just about any single guy would go with.

So, back to learning about the ladies, beyond their impressive ski exploits.  Turns out they have kids and had just hit the big 40 and were traveling to celebrate the occasion. "Yeah, I have kids as well" I tell them, "three of them, in fact".  So, they are all like.....that's really cool, impressed with my ability to storm chase and such for a working guy with kids.  Then the question comes from them to me...."how old are you?"  "Well," I ask them...."how old do you think I am?"  I have to say I was flattered with their answer when they guessed 35!  "No," I tell them, "I'm 47 ladies."

Within minutes......my sweet Cougars of WA State were into the wind, as they were clearly trolling for younger guys, content to play the MILF to a younger stud than I!

Sorry I couldn't bring that story to a better climax......

JTG4eva! wrote

 

Sorry I couldn't bring that story to a better climax......

Well played, well played

This is a tough one. I've done so many stupid things. For some reason the first one that comes to mind actually got interesting after leaving the bar. In college, I got to know the bartenders at Dorney Malones in Riverdale pretty good. They were forced to close at four but some times we would hang around after, help mop the floor and clean up so we could keep drinking. So somehow, me and three or four other people finally leave, must have been about five, and like morons we just want to keep drinking so we start walking south along Broadway looking for an open store that would sell us more beer. After a couple blocks I realized my friends had stopped and were cheering for something a few yards behind me.

I turn around and go back and, lol and behold, one of our group, a guy we called John boy, is going up one of the girders that support the elevated train there (the 1 train runs along Broadway from 242nd St and goes underground as if travels south). He was in a perfect layback, just walking right up the girder hand over hand, really a smooth elegant performance. My other friends were cheering but I was terrified he was gonna come off that girder and just splatter on the sidewalk. I remember thinking "holy shit. These guys are a lot drunker then I am tonight." Anyway he made the top and ran along the teacks to 238th st and came down the stairs there. We did find somebody to sell us forties then we all ended up climbing a tree and then watched the sun come up from the rock in Van Cortlandt park.

John boy scared the shit out of me with that one but I have to admit he had some serious balls.

JTG4eva! wrote

Give us your best!  Hook ups, throw ups, throw downs.....we've all had something good/bad, fun/miserable, memorable/regrettable, hilarious/cringeworthy, etc., so bring it on.

I'll start with this one, circa 1998.  This was back in my consulting days with E&Y.  Good group of guys I worked with.  We travelled A LOT.  The partner knew how to party.....and spend money.  So, nearing the holidays he takes the crew and the wives for a weekend at the Marriott in Tarrytown.  Rooms, dinner at Ruth's Chris, drinks, the works.  

A brief word about the crew.  Bob (the partner) and Kathy, Alex and Laura, Dave and Dawn, and me and my wife.  All the guys are pretty easy going, including Mark, who is the most mild mannered, nicest guy you'd ever want to meet.  All the wives are pretty straight laced and cool, except for Dawn who always seemed a bit up tight.

So, after dinner we hit the night club in the hotel, whatever the name of the place was at the time.  We are all drinking, dancing, talking, having a good time.  We order up a round of drinks which come a short time later.  The drinks get distributed and what's left on the tray but a glass of water.  Hmmm.....Everyone looks at it and after a short pause Mark blurts out....."What pussy ordered the water?"  

Mind you, Mark was just kidding, looking to give one of the guys a good natured ribbing about being a light weight.  

Well, before you know it Dawn says....."I've never been so offended in my life!", and proceeds to grab the glass of water and throw it in Mark's face before storming out of the bar.

Surprise, surprise.....she didn't make it down to breakfast the next morning!

I can come up with others, but with all the Trump talk a pussy related story seemed a good lead.

What 'cha got for us?

Some people have no sense if humor

https://youtu.be/lBUTYovAp50

So many bar stories ---- this happened Sunday

Buddy of mine walk into Trax only to see another friend of ours already at the bar. he buys us a round of beers as soon as he sees us. I look at the bartender and ask her for 3 shots of Jack Fire. Out friend says, "great idea, I'll take 3 too"!!

And the snowmobilers complain about the stereotype...  

ScottyJack wrote

And the snowmobilers complain about the stereotype...

Who's complaining?

What a dork!