3015 South University Drive
Fort Worth, TX 76109
Tuesdays: 8:00 PM
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I love Buffalo Bros. I will always love you guys. You were my first ever venue to embrace the quiz. You guys get it. You like what we do and all of you come back week in and week out. The servers appreciate you and you love them back. Just imagine coming in on a Tuesday night with no Sammie or Sasha or Ryan and Jason. No good. The other reason I love this bar is that you are self policing. You make my job easy. When people get out of line you typically take care of it. This is why situations like the ass hat in round 2 last night irritate me so much. Well, in case you missed it, here is the letter the ass hat wrote to me after I asked him to stop yelling answers.
Thank you being the host and telling me that you can do whatever you “f-ing” want. As a customer I can do the same and you reminded me why I do not want to be here on Tuesdays. Thanks for being so rude. Remember, you work for us, not yourself, and your job is to keep customers here.
If the writer of this letter hadn’t been a chicken shit and dropped it off on his way out the door, I would have replied with the following:
-First, this “letter” took you 30 minutes to write. I watched you feverishly work on it through rounds 3 and 4. I was expecting some huge manifesto about The Go-Go’s and their hit “We Got The Beat”. But no. All I get is 4 crudely put together sentences stating your own inflated self worth. Second, I don’t work for you. I work for Ed, the owner of Buffalo Bros. and I work for my bosses at Geeks Who Drink. Those two sects of people seem pretty pleased with the product I put out. You know who else is pleased with my product? EVERYONE! The seats at Buffalo Bros are filled every Tuesday night. Week in and week out 70+ people come back for my brand of “rude.” And last but not least, you can bet your ass I can do whatever I fucking want. Especially when that thing is putting the one person in a crowd of 70 who forgets that this isn’t about him in his place. Because, it’s not just about you. It’s about the big picture. You sir, yelling shit out, after I expressly asked you not to makes you a self centered ass hole. If you’re willing to do that at a bar on a Tuesday night, I would wager that you’re also an ass hole on a Monday...and a Wednesday...and on the weekends. You’re right (it was the only thing you were right about); my job is to keep customers in their seats and coming back. The packed house I see every Tuesday night tells me I do a pretty good fucking job of that.
I love you guys. Fuck the weekend, Tuesday nights are my favorite night of the week.