John Galt
Google
Barman is a middle-aged man completely consumed with trying to be cool, at the cost of good service. Insisted on speaking to me in English even though I spoke in Italian to him. No please, no thank you, no welcome, no smile. Treating me like I owe him a favour. Interrupted my conversation to demand for our order ever though we were the only two customers in the whole bar. He really cannot give customers until the end of their sentence? Asked what beers they have since there is no menu or names on taps, and he points to a wall behind me somewhere with a list high up, like I was supposed to have known the menu was there, in the dark, behind me. 5 euros per small glass of mediocre beer and poor service? Nah.