by Debbi | Apr 23, 2008 | Door Diaries
12:50 a.m.
Refused KS driver's license. The license was real, but it was a different person than the girl who presented it. And she had no second form. She said she just had her money, yet she was carrying a purse. I don't think I look quite that stupid.
1:00 a.m.
Refused another KS driver's license. Real license, wrong person. Again she had no second form, yet I saw a credit card in her little wallet. She said "but it's 1 a.m." and I said time has nothing to do with you using someone else's ID. I think I do a fine job of spotting the phonies and I guess most minors trying to get in don't know that. Then they leave all mad.
–anonymous
by Debbi | Apr 10, 2008 | Door Diaries
12:43 a.m.
A woman came in with a KS driver's license that did not resemble her enough to pass the idiot test. I noticed that she had what appeared to be a passport. I mention this because about five minutes before, a woman came over from the Taproom and asked if her friend, who "lost" her driver's license, could get in with a passport. I informed her that we do not take passports, and that her puppy-eyed appeals and inquires would not change this policy. Thank goodness she was only mildly attractive.
12:46 a.m.
A group of four attractive young ladies entered, the fourth (it's always the last one, isn't it?) having only a state ID. She informed me that "the man" took away her license for two DUI's. I told her I was sorry, but I couldn't let her in.
1:18 a.m.
The driver's license I rejected earlier (see 12:43 a.m. entry) wandered back in with it's rightful owner. I informed her I would not let in her passport-wielding friend. She felt remorseful; I felt nothing.
–Robert
by Debbi | Mar 30, 2008 | Door Diaries
I found this funny entry in one of our old door notebooks from the night that KU played Syracuse for the NCAA basketball championship. (Sadly, we lost, but it was still a fun night at the bar). So, in honor of today’s KU-Davidson matchup for a trip to the Final Four, here’s a basketball related story for you.
At 1:45 a.m. Dave said no one else comes in. Guy came to the door…looked sober enough and talked sober enough when he said that his ride was in here and he needed to talk to him. I said “okay, one minute and if you aren’t back I will come and get you.” Guy said okay and was nice and said he would be right back.
Well…5 minutes went by so I went to look for the guy and he had a beer. I took the beer away and said he had to go, he knew it, so he said okay and walked to the door. Dave started to talk to him, the guy sat on a bench by the door and I thought he was waiting on his friend to pay his tab. I turned around as I caught him out of the corner of my eye, walking back down the bar.
I followed him and told him he had to leave. He tried to argue with me and I said “no discussion, out!” He tried to argue the whole way down the bar as I continued to point to the door. When we got to the door he tried to tell me that he never said he would be back to leave after finding his friend. I said “yes you did, I’m right, you’re wrong, now leave.”
Finally I had to turn him around and semi-forcefully (for Coleen) push him out the door. I slammed the door and turned around to see Dave’s, Debbi’s, Justin’s, Michelle’s, and Showtime’s eyes all bug out.
I took care of business.
I’ll say. She’s a teacher, you know. If she can handle those little kids, she can handle a drunken idiot.
Here’s some pictures from bar during 2003’s tournament run:
by Debbi | Mar 26, 2008 | Door Diaries
A customer got unruly and semi-aggressive when I wouldn’t let him in…there was already one young lady waiting. I explain “capacity” to him but he wouldn’t have it. When I let the girl in he stepped in a third time, very angry and drunk. After a few seconds Dave set him straight. He said he was gonna tell Peaches and Ted…I encouraged him.ÂÂ
—Keegan
by Debbi | Mar 20, 2008 | Door Diaries
An individual gave me a $1 tip for my ‘personality.’ The sarcasm-o-meter was registering off the charts so I put the dollar into the door collection.
–Robert
by Debbi | Mar 13, 2008 | Door Diaries
Two young men were asked to leave The Sandbar around 11:30. They were apparently friends, but started arguing and pushing each other inside the bar. We had cut them off earlier and therefore, they were asked to leave. They were young and started cursing at us as they were walking out the door. We were like "whatever" and they were gone. At 2 a.m., after we closed, the young man started pranking us on the phone. They were cursing and being ridiculous.
—-Ken
