A Short Post About a Bar

Just a quick blurb to get the word out: last night I was at Grace O’Malley’s in downtown Toronto. While on my way to the bathroom, I got accosted by two huge bouncers who said they needed to talk to me. I’d just gotten there from the Ballroom, so when they asked me where my friends were, I accidentally said “upstairs” – I was a bit freaked out at the time, so I forgot we’d moved. I was informed there was no upstairs and that I should go home, since I was clearly lying. When I asked why I’d been removed and couldn’t get back in, I was told it was because I didn’t “have boobs.” With no way to contact my friends outside, I had to leave my phone and laptop bag there, since they wouldn’t let me retrieve them. I had to just go home and email everybody and tell them to hold on to my phone and laptop so I could get them at work tomorrow.

So, uh, anything I can do to hurt their business is fine with me. Be warned.