DISRESPECTFUL DJ AND PATRONIZING A$$HOLE OWNERS
My friends like, let's leave, the music is wack, it's blowing my mood. I wanna go somewhere that's really live. I'm like, last time I came here, which was brief, seemed so appealing. I dragged her to the city all the way from Queens just to go to this place and it sucked.
So she's like what is the DJ doing? Playing YouTube videos? He was literally just waltzing around, milkin the clock or whatever. idk. So I'm like we'll let me see if he can play something a little upbeat? People ask DJs stuff like that right? So, I got up and approached the DJ with a smile and I said ""Heyyyyyyy wassup? Can you play something a little more upbeat?"" Now, usually, a professional DJ would say ""ok sure whatever"" just to get someone out of their ear and away from the booth, and continue with his/her life. But no, this DJ (5'7, Filipino/Asian looking, about 180 lbs, kinda looks like Tila Tequila though he might find that complimenting if you kno what I mean) just completely blacked out on me. Hes like, no, since you asked like that. Im like asked like what? How was i supposed to ask? On bending knee? I didnt approach him wrong, at all.
The DJ starts YELLING AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS, down at me from the booth, screaming about how I was ""insulting his job"" and I ""have no sense or idea about music"" and to ""get the F*%k out of his F$&king face"" and it goes on. So i reply like ""what is wrong with you? Are you ok? I asked a simple question and you're acting like I emasculated (nvm)-- but anyway, it's not that serious.""
The DJ just starts getting louder and louder to the point my friend heard him from our table 15 feet away. O__o wtf..... He just lost it, went off his top screaming ""GET THE F$CK OUT OF MY FACE, GET THE F$CK OUT MY FACE!!, LEAVE IF YOU DON'T LIKE WHAT IM PLAYING. GET THE F$CK OUT OF HERE!!!!!!"". I just paused and stared at him, I look back, everyone's staring at us. Smh. And the waiter approaches me like ""oh you can't ask him what to play"". I'm like ""wait, what? Isn't that supposed to be the most personable person here? And didn't you ask me if I had any request?
So I asked him myself?, what was the big deal?""
So i see that he obviously ""Runs NY"", and im like ok, fine. As I walked away he starts tellin ""YEAH GET THE F$CK OUTTA HERE!!, THAT'S WHY YOU LOOK LIKE SH!T!!, F$CK YOU!"" I'm like wow... If I even say what I want to say back, I'll look like an A$$HOLE and sound real prejudice, but cool. I jus reply ""get some real DJ lessons and some anger management"".
So I took the L, and sat down. My friend is like ""wth happened???!"". I couldn't even give her a real answer because I didn't really know either. Though I had the real urge to bust his scalp open with my mug, I just shook my head in disbelief. The waiter comes and I'm like get the manager. 5 mins later, the manager approaches the table asking how he could ""be of service"". (white bald guy, like 5'8""). I almost slapped him.
Really? Your DJ just cursed me out and verbally assaulted me cuz I asked him to play something ""upbeat"" and you're here being patronizing? Alright. Time to go. He's like ""oh, if you have any request just go through me"". Totally ignoring the actual matter at hand. So, since I'm in grad school with a future ahead, I decide I'll leave before I'm in central bookings for aggravated assault. And my BFF is like texting everyone in her phone to not go there and tweeting about it. I couldn't even bother. We sent our drinks back to the bar. The smartest thing the waitress did was not charge me, (oooh $5.50, sweet. -__-) . If i could give no stars and a ounce of cow sh!t, i would. Never. Ever. Ever. Going back there. And I'll make sure everyone I know doesn't either. And I know a lot of people. :)