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The
last
4-5
times
that
I
came
to
this
place,
always
with
the
naive
expectation
that
the
treatment
would
be
better.
I
was
treated
in
a
way
that
I
would
like
to
illustrate
with
a
word
more
colorful
than
pedantic,
but
really
both
the
waiters
(with
the
exception
of
one
or
two,
who
are
perhaps
the
reason
for
coming
back;
Alex),
as
well
as
the
owners,
behave
a
mafia
way,
with
cold
looks,
and
a
lack
of
interest
in
the
treatment
of
the
clientele
in
which
they
talk
to
each
other
in
a
corner
of
the
bar
"supervising"
while
the
right
hand
of
the
management
on
one
occasion
even
me
He
asked
to
go
back
to
the
car
to
put
on
my
mask
because
"when
entering
it
must
be
on
and
then
take
it
off
when
entering",
the
Mr
came
to
my
table,
I
was
already
seated
and
asked
me
to
leave,
go
back
in
with
the
mask,
and
return
to
sit
down
to
remove
it
again.
On
another
occasion,
I
went
with
a
friend
and
my
ex-girlfriend
(girlfriend
at
the
time),
the
owner
whom
I
knew
briefly
grabbed
her
by
the
waist
when
she
asked
if
it
was
his
establishment.
He
told
her
"This
is
not
even
1%
of
my
income"
to
which
she
replied;
"But
why
do
you
touch
me?"
And
this
last
time
I
went,
with
my
son's
mother
and
a
friend,
we
were
calm,
until
my
friend,
also
recently
but
with
good
manners
and
transparent
attitude,
was
asked
to
show
his
backpack,
possibly
he
had
something
that
The
management
did
not
like
me,
and
which
also
annoyed
me
with
my
friend,
but
I
wanted
to
know
what
was
happening,
so
I
approached
the
owners
who
asked
him
to
go
and
bring
"something"
or
perhaps
he
offered
them
is
unknown
to
me,
but
a
(a
bald
man),
was
blinded
by
my
hand
that
moved
from
side
to
side
half
a
meter
from
his
face
trying
to
ask
him
what
was
happening,
then
approaching
the
person
of
the
1%,
to
ask
him
what
was
happening,
Hoping
that
the
trust
of
our
brief
friendship
would
remain,
he
told
me
I
don't
know
who
you're
talking
about
and
I
don't
really
care.
So
to
my
friend,
something
that
(I
do
not
read
minds
nor
am
I
a
guess
but
it
seemed
like
it
was
all
indicating
a
bite,
because
if
my
friend
had
done
something
illegal
they
would
not
have
asked
him
to
go
out
and
bring
something
to
the
Management)
...
anyway
in
in
this
case
one
can
simply
assume
that
perhaps
he
left
the
briefcase
in
good
hands
and
it
was
a
normal
discussion.
But
this
does
not
excuse
that
the
Management
has
and
treatment
so
bad
with
the
clientele
and
even
worse
that
they
encourage
the
same
treatment
diluted
in
their
lack
of
empathy
reflected
also
in
their
employees,
who
only
know
the
good
treatment
are
Alex
and
the
Bartender.
After
that
you
feel
you
have
to
earn
points
with
them
so
that
they
treat
you
well.
(You
know
how?).
As
well
as
giving
thanks
3
times
so
that
they
do
not
spit
you
in
the
beer
because
they
see
you
as
if
your
mustache
insulted
him
and
all
his
descent.
I
came
back
because
I
loved
to
sing,
and
I
like
it,
and
people
sometimes
like
how
I
sing,
so
I
went
for
me,
but
the
fact
that
I
am
not
leaving
the
place
because
of
the
sound,
or
because
of
the
prices,
or
because
of
the
public
environment,
if
not
because
really
the
management
and
their
right
hands
act
like
they
are
the
Sinatra
of
a
kareoke
in
some
kind
of
mafia
treating
themselves
like
peacocks
in
a
circle
of
entrepreneurs
that
clearly
even
if
they
have
been
working
for
years,
they
do
not
know
neither
the
value
of
the
dollar,
nor
the
grace
of
good
customer
service.
I
close
this
with
a
God
bless
you
and
thanks
to
Him
that
even
after
a
few
beers
I
did
not
treat
them
even
half
of
the
inferior
thing
that
they
treated
me,
one
more
client.
One
less
customer.
(Original)
Las
ultimas
4-5
veces
que
llegué
a
este
lugar,
siempre
con
la
ingenua
expectativa
que
el
trato
seria
mejor.
Se
me
trato
de
una
forma
que
quisiera
ilustrar
con
una
palabra
mas
colorica
que
pedante,
pero
de
verdad
tanto
los
meseros
(con
la
excepcion
de
uno
o
dos,
que
son
quizas
la
razon
de
regresar;
Alex),
como
los
dueños,
se
comportan
de
una
manera
mafiosa,
con
miradas
frias,
y
una
falta
de
interes
por
el
trato
a
la
clientela
en
lo
que
ellos
mismos
hablan
el
uno
con
el
otro
en
una
esquina
del
bar
"supervisando"
mientras
la
mano
derecha
de
la
gerencia
en
una
ocasion
inclusive
me
pidio
regresar
al
carro
a
ponerme
mi
mascarilla
porque
"al
entrar
debe
estar
puesta
y
luego
quitarsela
al
entrar",
el
Sr
llego
a
mi
mesa,
yo
ya
sentado
y
me
pidio
salir,
volver
a
entrar
con
la
mascarilla
,
y
regresar
a
sentarme
para
removerla
nuevamente.
En
otra
ocasion,
fui
con
un
amigo
y
mi
ex
novia
(novia
en
ese
entonces),
el
dueño
a
quien
yo
conoci
brevemente
le
agarro
de
la
cintura
cuando
ella
preguntò
si
era
su
establecimiento.
El
le
dijo
"Esto
no
es
ni
el
1%
de
mis
ingresos"
a
lo
que
ella
le
respondió;
"Pero
porque
me
tocas?".
Y
esta
ultima
vez
que
fuī,
con
la
mamà
de
mi
hijo
y
un
amigo,
estabamos
tranquilos,
hasta
que
mi
amigo,
tambien
desde
hace
poco
pero
de
buenos
modales
y
actitud
transparente,
se
le
solicito
que
mostrara
su
mochila,
posiblemente
el
tenïa
algo
que
no
le
gusto
a
la
gerencia,
y
lo
cual
a
mi
me
molesto
tambien
con
mi
amigo,
pero
quise
conocer
lo
que
pasaba,
por
lo
cual
me
acerque
a
los
dueños
que
le
pidieron
que
se
fuera
a
traer
"algo"
o
el
quizas
les
ofrecio
me
es
desconocido,
pero
un
(Un
señor
calvo),
se
mostro
cegado
ante
mi
mano
que
movia
de
lado
a
lado
a
medio
metro
de
su
cara
tratando
de
preguntarle
que
pasaba,
luego
acercandome
a
la
persona
del
1%,
para
preguntarle
que
pasaba,
esperando
que
restaba
confianza
de
nuestra
breve
amistad,
me
dijo
no
se
de
quien
hablas
y
la
verdad
no
me
importa.
Asi
que
a
mi
amigo,
algo
que
(no
leo
mentes
ni
soy
adivino
pero
parecia
como
que
era
todo
indicando
una
mordida,
pues
si
mi
amigo
hubiera
hecho
algo
ilegal
no
le
hubiesen
pedido
salir
a
traerles
algo
a
la
Gerencia)
..en
fin
en
este
caso
uno
puede
simplemente
asumir
que
quizas
dejo
el
maletin
en
buenas
manos
y
era
una
discucion
normal.
Pero
esto
no
excusa
que
la
Gerencia
tenga
y
trato
tan
pesimo
con
la
clientela
y
peor
aun
que
alienten
el
mismo
trato
diluido
en
su
falta
de
empatia
reflejado
asi
tambien
en
sus
empleados,
los
cuales
unicos
que
conocen
el
buen
trato
son
Alex
y
el
Bartender.
Luego
de
eso
uno
siente
que
tiene
que
ganar
puntos
con
ellos
para
que
le
traten
bien.
(Saben
como?).
Asi
como
dar
gracias
3
veces
para
que
no
te
escupan
en
la
cerveza
porque
te
ven
como
si
tu
bigote
le
insulto
a
el
y
a
toda
su
decendencia.
Regresaba
porque
me
encantaba
cantar,
y
me
gusta,
y
a
la
gente
suele
gustarle
a
veces
como
canto,
asi
que
iba
por
mi,
pero
dice
bastante
el
hecho
que
no
me
voy
del
lugar
ni
por
el
sonido,
ni
por
los
precios,
ni
por
el
ambiente
del
publico,
si
no
porque
realmente
la
gerencia
y
sus
manos
derecha
actuan
como
que
son
los
Sinatra
de
un
kareoke
en
algun
tipo
de
mafia
tratandose
a
si
mismos
como
pavos
reales
en
un
circulo
de
empresarios
que
claramente
aun
si
tienen
años
trabajando,
no
conocen
ni
el
valor
del
dolar,
ni
la
gracia
de
un
buen
servicio
al
cliente.
Cierro
esto
con
un
Dios
les
bendiga
y
gracias
a
El
que
aun
despues
de
unas
cervezas
no
les
trate
ni
la
mitad
de
lo
inferior
que
me
trataron
a
mi,
un
cliente
mas.
Un
cliente
menos.
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