Friday night, after drinks at Treasure Bay, we (JT, Lisa, Shey and me) headed over to The Project for dinner and to wrap up the night. The bartender/owner/waitress came by and took our drink orders and then came back to get our food order. We all ordered the steak sandwich and she asked each of us how we wanted the meat cooked. Three of us opted for medium and JT went for the medium rare. As the waitress walked away she commented that she was surprised that it was a man at the table that knows how to take his meat. She obviously doesn't know JT very well. By day he is a 9-volt battery tester, but by night he knows how to work the meat.
Later in the evening Shey decided to switch from beer to water and went to the bar to get one. As she ordered, one of the shady characters sitting at the bar commented about the bar serving water. The bartender quickly reached over the bar and slapped the shady character to put him in his place. You gotta like a place that will get violent with it's patrons.
Lisa had been drinking 7-up and somehow or another I was tasked with getting her and Shey a refill. When I went to the bar I asked for another 7-up (I believe it was her 3rd or 4th serving) and a water (Shey's 2nd serving). As the bartender filled the glasses she commented, "...that is one 7-up sucking b!tch!" I couldn't agree more.