STAY AWAY!
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I'm from Montreal and I finally got around to checking Sneaky Dees last night; NEVER AGAIN! I was not 10 minutes into the night, when the gals I'm with decided they needed a smoke break. I nonchalantly followed them outside, when a beefhead of a bouncer stopped me at the door because I had a tall can of Strongbow in hand. "No problem, I'll just stay inside and have my drink." To which the bouncer says NO, and proceeds to take away my cider. I'm rather shocked at this point; I just put down 6$ and hadn't even started tapping into it. I start explaining this to him, and he says tough, and then tells me he's kicking me out! At which point he forcibly shoves me to the street curb. I couldn't believe it! I've never been kicked out of anywhere, especially so physically, and over nothing... to make matter's worse, it was a "No Pants" party, so there I am, suddenly on the sidewalk, in public, in my boxers because some down syndrome retard decides to powertrip. So I try to level with him rationally (I should have known better), explaining I just paid cover, and just arrived, and am friends with the organizers of the evening, and a batch of my friends are in tow. But alas, he's adamant I've been kicked out! I thank him for ruining my evening, and tell him I can't wait to blog about my experience! At this point he starts yelling, "You calling me out?!" (um, what? who talks like that?) and he looms over me all big like he's going to beat me up, and then HE SPITS ON ME! Wow, thank you Sneaky Dees, for dragging me out into the middle of the street in my underwear and spat upon! I'm still livid and flabbergasted; I've never been treated so rudely by any sort of establishment in my life, and I've surely never been publicly "humiliated" in such a disgusting manner. I'm just floored that anyone would employ such thickheaded neanderthals... STAY AWAY FROM SNEAKY DEES OR YOU'LL BE KICKED OUT AND SPAT UPON!
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