Guys in a Small Town Bar

Guys in a Small Town Bar

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  1. I never experienced this until I walked into a farmer bar in South Dakota and suddenly everyone there stopped and looked at me trying to decide if I belonged, super uncomfortable at first. However beers were only three bucks, so overall 8/10

  2. I remember my first time visiting a small bar up north. The Sheriff asked me to turn off the traffic light. He’s like “here’s the key” and told me how to do it

    I walked across the street and turned that bad boy off

  3. The customers helping the place is so spot on!

    I once had to tell an employee if I catch a customer sweeping and restocking the supply room again, I’m firing them and hiring the customer.

    It’s tough because some of the customers are there for more hours of the week than the full time employees. It’s a community for them, so they get attached to the smallest things and try to help. At the same time, we can’t have people who spend 40 hours a week drinking in a bar have access to our back rooms. Yes, George is awesome and hilarious. He also hasn’t had a job since 1998, will scrap any piece of metal not welded down, and has six different mailing addresses. The good ones become like den mothers though. Never had to hire security. The regulars would kick your ass if you gave lip to the staff or caused trouble.

  4. Kinda made me sad. Really miss my old bar. Changing the paper towels. Petting the same 3 dogs that would visit. Knowing all the pool cues. Talking in low voices about strangers that would come in. Watching wheel of fortune. Being drunk by 3:30 PM, half of my drinks were free. Good times.

  5. When he said “I don’t have 22 bucks right now” after having 15 beers that hit me hard. I’m from central NY and drinks are 5-6 bucks there so great. Been living in LA for 3 years, I bought a cocktail for 18 bucks the other night. One of those bars where the menus don’t have the price and you have to beg them to tell yeah, and then someone bumps into yeah and you spill 18 bucks of alcohol. I understand why everyone back home drinks so much now.

  6. 100% accurate, my mouth was agape with amusement to my old neighborhood bar lol. The only thing to add would be football game madness and horse racing bets with people pulling cards (the super lushes at 10am).

  7. Grew up in a very small town in Wisconsin (317 people, to be exact). This could be any one of the 4 bars we had there. Just missing the shake of the day and the discussion on whether the part time cop was going to be working that night so we knew whether to walk home (3 blocks was the farthest point of the town) or drive. There was also usually at least one tractor parked out front driven in by the farmer who lost his driver’s license for drunk driving.

  8. I live right outside the Bronx but am a regular at 2 different bars in my town and besides the monthly tab this is absolutely what happens.

    My favorite part is, “where’s so and so, hes always here by 5:15pm?” “Ahhhhh wife must of taken the car keys!” then everyone immediately busts out laughing.

    Also if you don’t show up for a week you start getting phone calls, “You OK buddy? Haven’t seen ya in a week! Wanted to make sure you’re still alive. hahahahahahahaha”.

  9. Love my small town life, to be able to walk into the bar and know just about everyone there, tight knit community with a decent level of trust among everyone, and if someone isn’t to be trusted you know not to. Very little crime and I get to walk to work every morning.

    This video has got it pretty spot on, down at the little bar i go to the bartender asks me to help put in the keg, 3 dollar tombstone pizzas, dollar beers. Love it.

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