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Iâd been wanting to check this place out for a while and decided to come by on Taco Tuesday. I came hoping to meet people and enjoy the atmosphere, but the experience ended up being pretty uncomfortable.
The bar was clearly understaffed, which I understand happens. But I still left feeling unwelcome, especially as someone with mobility needs.
I was told exactly where to stand instead of being offered options, and asked to stay there until my food was ready. When I asked if there was more patio space, I got laughed at instead of a simple âno.â Later, I moved to a ledge so I could lean more comfortably, and the bartender called me out publicly. He said he couldnât move me again because he couldnât get the cookâs attention (which he didn't explain earlier, I really wasn't trying to cause trouble). He and a customer laughed about it :( I apologized and went back to where I was before, but it felt pretty humiliating. I tried to stick it out as long as I could.
Eventually, the cook came out with someone elseâs order, and I let him know I needed to cancel mine. He didnât know what I had ordered and asked me to speak with the bartender. I said I would. It wasnât my intention to waste anyoneâs timeâjust hard to know how to handle things when it felt like Iâd already been made into a problem. I offered my future tacos to someone nearby (they didnât want them), so I guess those are now free for the bar.
When I told the bartender I was leaving and that the tacos could go to someone else, he looked furiousâwhite-knuckled and completely unresponsive. Iâd already paid and tipped, so the bar wasnât losing anything. I just didnât feel comfortable staying, and honestly, I wasnât hungry anymore.
Being almost a year sober, Iâve found that showing up to places like this takes effort. I came hoping to feel part of something, but left feeling like I didnât belong. Not sharing this to drag the bar, just hoping itâs useful context for anyone else navigating similar situations.
I might avoid Taco Tuesdays at Diesel in the future, and if I come back, Iâll probably try a different nightâor a different bartender. There was a handwritten sign joking that you wonât find skinny boys at Diesel, and maybe I shouldâve taken the hint. I love bears, but I felt like I was an eyesore đ