I went to a restaurant on a Friday night around 8. I stood at the bar for 20 minutes before asking the person next to me where the bartender was. He said the bartender was probably in the bathroom. I asked if he could see him, and he pointed to the man playing pool. When the bartender finished playing, he finally came over to me and immediately told me to take my hat off the bar. I removed my hat and put it on, commenting that people had told me he was in the bathroom. The bartender replied rudely, asking why it mattered to me. I decided to leave, and took a break on a bench outside where an older man with a bicycle offered me some kind of pre-rolled cigarette, which seemed to be drugs. It a...
