As we pulled out our IDs the guy at the counter mumbled something under his breath, when I said 'excuse me?' he said 'DO YOU HAVE ANY OUTSIDE ALCOHOL OR KNIVES!' with the rudest tone Ive ever heard from a door-man. Forgive me, but if your doorman doesnt at least acknowledge that I am a customer, I cant assume you want to see anything from me. Some ridiculously rude woman came running from the door behind the counter pointing in our faces 'GET THEIR IDS'. Went out looking to have a good time, when my fiance and I arrived at this bar/night club we walked in the door and the person at the counter just stared at us, I nodded as I walked by.
