Richard’s Bar

I’ve heard nothing but bad things about this place (violent kind of comments about gunshots and random shootings) but I decided to actually give it a shot. No pun intended… but crazy, right? I know.
I did, however have a couple of shots. It was a bit discomforting that the waitresses acted like strippers with clothes on (for tips) and one of them gave crazy dances in between every dance. Seriously… not every song is danced like it’s reggaeton.
I was only there for about 2 hours when a man came in looking for a girl, screaming. This girl was then locked in the storage room with a master lock to keep this guy out, and he meant serious business. The girl was crying and screaming, «he’s goin to kill me», when she was already locked inside. I know this because I was in the back and left through the back entrance.
O yes, how classy. The first and only time… and never will I return.

Pregunta: why am I the only person in here who speaks ingles? Sick convo just happened inside Richard’s Bar:
Me: do you have happy hour?
Bartender: que?
Me: you’re dope. Tres Coronas por favor
Spot.