Dan P.
Yelp
wow. picked up a six-week gig across the street, thought to myself, "cool, a spot to grab snacks and smokes." not so much.
into my third week, i got a red bull to brighten up my day, for $2.89... for the second time in as many days, the owner lady shorted my change by a penny. i had already donated to the penny dish several times, as i often do. so, the first time she shorts me, who cares? the second time, i interrupt her phone call (into which she was shrieking while she was ringing me up) to say, "excuse me but the change is 11 cents. can i have my penny?" she gives me some speech about how she always gives pennies to her customers, to which i respond, "i can appreciate that. but those are your other regulars, not me." she rolls her eyes, opens the register and gives me a penny. which i promptly put into her little dish. i say thank you, she says thank you. all good, until...
i asked for some matches, which they'd given me for free the other day. she says, "five cents." i paused, waiting for a "just kidding!" that didn't come. instead she gave me a smug look and said, "see?" WTF. i took my matches, flicked the dime across the counter and said, "there's a tip for ya. this is horseshit, and you just lost a customer."
i know it's pretty ridiculous... just a penny, right? wrong. whatever cozy deal she has with some neighborhood regular doesn't mean she gets to mandate the parameters of a new customer relationship. she doesn't get to say, "oh, this guy doesn't care about his penny" because she's too busy yapping on the phone to reach for that last piece of copper, or because she thinks i don't count. nasty bitch.
by the way, the ambient temperature in there is about 85 degrees in the summer - terrible for the wine, which is overpriced along with everything else from the stale beef jerky to the smashed up Clif bars. it's a filthy little shithole... okay. i'm done.
**EDIT** -- gaaaahhh!!!! i just read the other reviews, this place fucking sucks!!! okay, first world problems, i'm really done.