It's Thursday at 4:30 in the afternoon.
The bar is empty, except for three people and a bartender.
Everyone looks to see who is coming through the door, as people do when there are only a few in the bar.
So one of the moms (ME!) says, "Oh hey! We're bringing our babies into this bar. Is that okay with you guys?!"
And the bartender says,
"Well, yeah, but I mean, if your baby starts crying, then you know."
and I looked at her and said:
and she said, "You know."
And I said, "What? Should I put her outside?"
And she said, "No, I mean don't put her outside, but you know, if she starts crying, you should, um you know, stop her from crying."
And so I said, "Are you sure? Are you sure I shouldn't just let her cry?"
And she said, "Um..ha?ha?"
And that's when my friend and I noticed that one of the three patrons at Washington Commons had his pug sitting at the bar. And I said:
"If your pug barks do you have to put him outside?"
And he said:
"No, only if its over 32 degrees!"
And I said:
"ME TOO! When it's warm enough, I just put her outside."
STUPID FUCKING BARTENDER.
Besides being a mom, I also have a lot of friends and spend a lot of times and bars in Brooklyn and you should be nice and also? There were only three people in your bar. And also? My buddy never cried not once. UGH.