Fun loving, ditzy Bierkeller
A tidy and presentable venue, managed improperly by a bunch of buffoons. Really terrible and outdated music is played at a volume akin to a jet engine in a small room, absolutely deafening and possibly to cover up the fact the DJ is really bad. He has 40 years experience the same way a child might one day grow up and be very good at playing the triangle, the DJ has no practical applications in the world for his brand of origami except for the fact he is a long term friend of the right people. Isn't that sweet...
Nepotism runs rife here, Nicholas likes to hire his friends from school, give them My hours and push me out. He is a good actor but underneath the veneer of fake smiles is a ruthless business shark, taking holiday every week, bragging about this while cutting my hours and pushing me out of the job.
A very corrupt and badly run venue, but I suppose you can buy a drink of weak beer and store bought pizza for an inflated price, so the manager can fund his jetset lifestyle off of the aching backs of mugs like myself and openly brag about it in the chat. Honestly I couldn't make it up. Nothing is good about the venue and maybe you should stop going there. Because I certainly would never turn up voluntarily. Hell no.
The audacity to lecture me about "bills of the business" doesn't stop the manager going on a jolly abroad every week. He spends thousands on himself and hates the people he employs because he actually has to SHARE some of the wealth we made him. Heaven forbid.
I will be very happy when the venue closes permanently. I'll be there to say just four legendary words of wisdom "I Told You So".