I Hate Vessel
I'm never going back to Vessel. Ever. It could be the last place left on earth serving liquor and I still wouldn't step foot in there again. 
My companion and I were checking out Memphis at 5th Avenue Theatre this weekend and decided during intermission to indulge in a couple of shots. Apparently, the folks at Vessel deem this behavior socially unacceptable. They treated us like cockroaches from the minute we stepped foot inside.
"Hey! Can I get two shorts of Hornitos?" I asked the bartender.
He gave me a nasty look. "We don't have that."
"Too fancy of a place for that, huh?" I joked with a smile.
"Yeah, actually. We are."
"Okay, let's do Patron."
The bartender glared at us again, and then proceeded to pour the shots as if it were an incredibly painful task. The cost was around $30. (I regret tipping him.)
Now, I get that Vessel is supposed to be posh. The bartenders are skillful and make some incredible cocktails. But does that mean they can serve up said cocktails with a major dose of attitude? And does asking for Hornitos really justify their treating me like an ignorant asshole?
We were watching a musical next door, for fucksake. It's not as if we were poorly dressed or rowdy. But the servers gave us continuous nasty looks and we left feeling humiliated. I don't give a shit how swanky your bar is. I expect good service after coughing up $30 bucks for two measly shots. I certainly don't expect to be ridiculed for what I order.
No wonder Vessel is always half empty.


























