If you’re my beloved blonde bartender at the Dead Cock, this is not aimed at you. It’s to those boys. And that Dew Drop chick.
Dear Bartender,
Your hands are not clean. You handle dirty beer bottles, cash, that nasty popcorn, and other unsavory items.
Please do not put your fingers on the business end of the straw you’re going to put in my cocktail. HOLD IT IN THE MIDDLE, slightly above the drink-line. Because when you don’t, my straw tastes bad.
That is all.
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It does? Wow, I guess they should offer paper wrapped straws like we usually get here. I know they are not environmentally friendly but they wouldn’t taste bad… (oh my it freaks me out even if I imagine that)
God knows I’ve had my mouth all over (and under, and up, and down) worse, so I can’t really say much in the way of hygiene here.
I’m not worried about hygiene. It’s the taste.