Welcome to the classiest thread on /b/ tonight.
Jeeves will take your coats and hats at the door and also will take your drink orders. Just pull up the following links in different tabs to catch the ambience.
Gentlemen only in this thread. Be polite and civil, please. Trolls, haters, and plebians will be ignored.
Come, gentlemen! Let us toast our lives, good health, our founder moot, and anything else. The night is young.
Come out of the rain, classy anons.
How is your night so far?
I'm quite young,was a bit stressed by finals a few weeks ago. I'm not surprised moot is leaving, and although people claim to miss him, he rarely showed his face recently. For this reason, I believe they are in actuality missing the concept of a leader and figure moot.
For years moot has been someone to fight for, now he claims to be leaving. I for one will continue on with my life.
Thank you, anon. A fine scotch for you? Jeeves? Get this fellow a scotch.
You're quite astute, yes? Scotch!
Good evening, anon. Finals can be quite a stressful time. I hope you did well. moot may be gone but his spirit remains still! Alas, we must continue to move forward in our lives. But for tonight, let us just remember what peace there may be in the company of good fellows and fine spirits.
A Magnificent Bastard please.
Hold the cigar, wife has me on the rocks about smoking, you boys know how it is. I love here dearly, but the bird thinks she owns the whole house and everyone in it.
The only prerequisite needed to join us is a bit of class. Come on in, anon. Have a seat. We're all gentlemen here. Brandy? Cognac? Scotch? Rum? Whiskey? Cigar?
stay classy OP.i'll follow you with a glass of bourbon and a cigar.
AY NIGGA, WHERE'S MY MOFUCKIN DRINK, YALL CRACKAS NEVA WANNA SERVE DA BLACK MAN
WHY IS EVERYTHING LIZARD PEOPLE???!!!!???!!!!
My night is quite excellent. I had a lovely dinner of Mustard-Maple Roasted Salmon with a Balsamic Brown-Buttered Asparagus, roasted red potatoes with rosemary and garlic, and creamed spinach. I decided to come here after dinner while the wife stays at home to put the children to bed.
How about yourself?
May I have a glass of Glenfarclas 1955 and a Cohiba?
Jeeves! I say, good fellow. Jeeves. Call the constable. It seems some undesirables have found their way into this gentleman's club.
I guess I could have a couple before I go out for my drive.
Good heavens! Do you have the pox, mind you sir you are in a highly populated area of fine gentleman, barging in here willy nilly with your diseases, what do we look like? The natives?
The True Gentleman
John Walter Wayland
The True Gentleman is
The man whose conduct proceeds from good will and an acute sense of propriety, and whose self-control is equal to all emergencies;
Who does not
make the poor man conscious of his poverty,
the obscure man of his obscurity,
or any man of his inferiority or deformity;
Who is himself humbled if necessity compels him to humble another;
Who does not
cringe before power, or
boast of his own possessions or achievements;
who speaks with frankness but always with sincerity and sympathy;
whose deed follows his word;
who thinks of the rights and feelings of others, rather than his own; and who appears well in any company,
A man with whom honor is sacred and virtue safe.
Fucking newfags get out before you make the faggot redditors and tumblrinas feel like they belong here.
Good evening my good sir. I'd advise you to try the Cohiba. It's....How may I say it?...Full in flavor, yet medium in strength, true cigar connoisseurs know Cohiba as one of the finest cigar brands in the U.S. market. Flawlessly handcrafted in the Dominican Republic, Cohiba boasts a Cameroon wrapper, a Jember binder, and a Dominican blend featuring three varieties of Cuban seed tobaccos. The result is a dimensional, slightly spicy indulgence.
My bar is your bar sir. Jeeves! Get this man a glass of Glenfaclas 1955 and a Cohiba!
Good to hear, sir!
What better way to de-stress than by relaxing in this gentleman's club with your /b/ros? Good luck on your exam! Though I should say I bet you won't need it, for I'm sure you're thoroughly prepared to conquer!
Drinking and driving is never a good idea, sir. Stay a while.
Black Label it is! I prefer the Chivas Regal myself, but to each his own.
I assure you all that was not the image I meant to post. It was this one
My good sir, as a canadian i have access to some fine cubans! take a few
Jeeves, rum and coke please, I do feel like getting thoroughly trashed.
OP, please tell us again about the time you traveled to Thailand and made sweet love to many women and even a few boys. Would be delighted to hear.
I mostly get them whenever I travel to Cuba. I own many Hotels and Cassinos there. A true paradise for good honest gentleman such as myself.
Could you imagine him trying to explain to someone on Facebook why they have to delete that specific picture? "Uhh, yeahhhh.... I accidently posted it in a thread where I was acting like a gentleman on 4chan...." and she'd be all like "Why the fuck did you have a picture of me to start with" and he'd be all like "For le science rasins XDDDXDXDDD lololeeeleleleleleele".
I dont know if you were told this as you walked in, but this is a no nigger thread, yes I am sorry, there is a club next door you can furiously dry hump ladies against their will in.
What is this place?
This wonderful place I have found.
A shelter from the crude barbarians of /b/?
My word! A round of drinks on me!
...The band is quite excellent here.
As another Canadian I'm embarrassed that you share a country with me. You're probably some faggot aspie in Quebec or Ontario or one of those other shitty Eastern places where all the faggoty Canadians live.
Well then chaps how about a little story?
It was back in the year 2014, in the late summer days when me and my friends, great sports the lot of them, decided to buy some marijuana in the city of Oslo.
Will continue if you gentlemen are interested
Do you see any autsistic ebin memes around here?
Do you see any emoticons?
What's wrong with having an original thread for once and not just the same old porn/furry/wat do?/feels threads?
It all started when my family came from Sicilia to seek a better life in the states. We lived in a very poor neighbourhood, we barely had things to eat. My father, Bruno Fiorenza, always taught me the value of god and family. By following those values I became one of the richest people in the US. My succes was so great that it lead many people to spread some nasty rumors about the nature of my deeds...It was not easy, I tell you. Being an honest person in this world is a hard thing. Everyone is out to get you. Hell, sometimes you can't even trust in your own family...it's a sick sick world, my friend.
Coziest thread I've ever had the pleasure of joining
Studying for my Electrcitiy and Magnetism class right now, I sympathize with Statistical mech. man
Would you mind if I chopped a cigar?
Do go on my good man.
That's such a riveting and heart-wrenching story (though I'm sure it's only half-told). It's that way for all of us.
You're a good man, though, that much I'm sure of.
By all means, go ahead.
Fascinating. Such an admirable and resilient man like yourself should consider a life in politics. I know many fine men in Congress, and would not hesitate to arrange a position for you there.
Just a bunch of faggots trying to act autistically "Classy" on /b/, take your shitposting to /soc/.
Electricity and magnetism sounds like a class that will lead to a useless career that will bring you nowhere, if you're studying get off 4chan and study rather than acting like some autismo neckbeard.
A dry martini, please. In a deep wine goblet. Three measures of Gordon's, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it very well until it's ice-cold, then add a large thin slice of lemon peel.
And a Cohiba, if you please.
Good joke friend. These threads were how I first heard The Fragrance of Dark Coffee 4 years ago or so. You're likely the one from 9gag, or at least too new to know any better.
>Just a bunch of faggots trying to act autistically "Classy"
I really don't see the problem. We're actually trying to act classy, well spoken and interesting gentlemen.
At least we're being properly classy instead of fedora atheist ebin meme "classy"
If you don't think we're classy enough for you, the door is right where you came in, sir. You're welcome to go find another club to suit your tastes.
Oh for the hell of it I will continue regardless.
Well it so happened that we were strolling around in Oslo, trying out apparel at several stores, meeting with a particular fashion designer, shame I cant recall his name. But indeed, it was a fine day. It was around 2 o'clock daytime that we called a contact our autistic aquaintence Sherman. Sherman gave us a number and off we went to a quite shady part of town.
We called this guy Sherman had provided and he told us to wait at a Sevens ellevens down in the ghetto area. We set ourselves off and arrived there at around 3 o'clock, it was however getting moderately cold. I decided to buy myself a package of cigarettes while waiting and went inside the sevens ellevens, but the cashier, a rather unpleasent indian fellow, told me that I couldent buy cigarettes there. Rather distraught i went outside again.
The minutes went by and time started to fly, and yet... no sign of our guy.
I asked my pals what they thought we ought to do and we agreed to wait for another half an hour, at this point it was 4 o'clock.
I was looking around a bit, tried calling him up but with no success as our guy had turned his phone off.
But around the corner, a small figure appeared. A tiny african smiling wide gave me a hefty grin and asked me If I had been waiting for long.
Quite annoyed i replied "yes, it has been quite awhile". But content with his arrival I asked if we could get business underway.
With a clever little sway of the lips and a slight bow to the head he smiled and told me to follow him.
Excuse me for a minute
I started making money at the age of 19. I worked for my Padrino, mister Sergio Liberace. I collected protection rackets from the local shop owners. You know, they payed us $100 a week so we could protec them from criminals who might demolish their shops or hurt their families.
As an honorable man I soon became a Capo in our organization, and years later due to my wise decisions and advices I finally became a Consigliere....it's a position of respect within our organization. Mio Padrino's son was brutally murdered in an unfortunate accident involving an exploding car and 2 spanish hookers. Being the closest person to him, I was the one left to run the family once he died. Through honest and hard work I was able to bring our organization to a very high level. Of course, I risked my life many times doing so...But I always knew that god was protecting me.
>not knowing that a real gentleman's club is just another way of saying strip club
>not knowing that what you're thinking about is called a social club
>not knowing that anybody that browses /b/ doesn't have the money or interpersonal social skills to get into or actively participate in a real social club
Yes. Sorry for my spelling errors, but I have smoked what is called a doobie and im quite sluggish, but regardless...
I was following this tiny african man along the sidewalk, "we became fast friends" I thought as i strolled alongside him. For indeed, we hit it off quite swell.
After a few minutes I stopped him, it was getting kind of suspicious for we had been walking for around 5 minutes. I looked him in his wrinkly eyes and I said "do not fuck with me sir". He laughed it off and said "I would never".
We then walked in silence until we arrived at a parking lot. he told me "wait here for a few minutes, I will be back with the weed".
I stood there for around 10 minutes, and back he came. But woith him two goons trailed behind. "Give me all your money" he told me. Furius and betrayed, I gave him 200 dollars.
"I told you not to fuck with me" I snarled.
With a quick punch to my abdomen his henchmen crumpled me over.
"I dont care about what little boys tell me to do" the little man laughed, and off they went.
Excuse me for a moment
OP here. I am so glad to see so many gentlemen of /b/ convening in this fine club tonight.
To all of the haters, especially that one anon who insists we're all "autistic" and thinks that one anon studying is wasting his life on a "useless degree", the door is right over there. It must be quite difficult living in a world where even on /b/ you have to classify everything as either "autistic" or "not autistic". I'd hate to be in one of your threads, let alone at one of your gentleman parties.
To the rest of us, I am so glad this thread has been a success. Stay classy, my good fellows. Let us all join in a hearty laugh at those who our class and acumen have flown clearly over their pimply-neckbearded faces.
Cheers, gentlemen. Jeeves! Bring out the next round for all of the gentlemen here!
YEAH NIGGA BITCH ASS HOES SEE DAT BE HOW I ROLL GUCHII NIGGA WEED PUSSY N' HOES
We gots a party up in here! Wachu faggots be doing in this thread? Hahaha sheeeeeit can i has summo dis drank here? Thanks whitey
Sorry everyone for running a bit late, say, how do you all feel about that Moot fellow retiring?
Excuse me, but the sign in front of the door clearly says "Colored People Not Allowed". Oh, but what am I saying, it would be too much to ask for a mongrel such as yourself to be able to read.
Take a look out the window.
No, a bit lower...
There it is.
See how we mourn so.
Defeated i dragged myself up and waddled over in the direction I had come. My phone started ringing and a intense happiness for it still being in my posetion washed over me.
"Where the fuck are you?", an annoyed voice said. "I have been waiting for an hour what the hell". "Excuse me?" I said.
"You dident want weed afterall? If you do meet me and McDonalds".
I had been fooled, the little man wasent even a seller. Probably a trick often used on tourists.
I hurried off to my friends, who gave me 200 dollars after I told them what happened, and met the dealer who called, at McDonalds.
He was a burly man, around 120 kg.
He asked me "why do you look so sullen boy?"
I replied "I was robbed, while waiting for you to call me back some African man tricked me. To make it a short story he stole all my money sir"
The dealer laughed a rough hoarse laugh.
"I am the king of this part of town, we will find the man who stole your money."
With that the man started making a series of phonecalls while gesturing for me to follow.
I did as he asked. On the phone he called several people and repeated "Someone has sneaked in on my territory, a small african man with two tough guys, if you see someone like them, tell me and we will meet up and take care of it".
Suddenly, I saw the african man outside a kebab shop. He was on his phone.
Anger I rarely feel came to surface and with a cold stare I turned to the dealer and motioned for him to shut his phone off.
I pointed, "it is him" i said.
I motioned for him to walk over to him. "You will go over to him and talk on the phone, when I turn and nod at you, you will hit him in the face. When he runs towards me, I will put my knife to his throath and get my money back."
It turned into quite a scene.
With rush hour, there were alot of cars on the road. There were police on bicycles watching the streets, but none of this mattered to me.
I was angry.
I pulled up my hoodie, motioned for the dealer to begin walking over and walked myself along the pavement, headed for the intersection to cut off the man who stole my money.
I reached a point where It was logical for him to run towards once punched.
I turned and nodded to my accomplice, and the first punch connected. The man was dazed, confused and in awe he asked "why did you do that?"
The dealer replied "give back the money you stole"
The man said "fuck you" and ran off. But he towards me, just as I had planned.
When he reached me I pulled down my hoodie and took up my trusty spring knife, put it to his neck and whispered "I told you not to fuck with me"
Well, it's been a grand old time, friends, but I must be leaving now.
I'm out for a stroll on the town, to the library specifically, to pick up some good reading.
Perhaps I will return if the club isn't closed by my return.
It's been a perfectly enjoyable evening.
My good sir, I cannot in good conscience allow you to brutalize our fine whiskey with ice.
Ah yes, a change of pace could be beneficial, keep us on our toes I do believe.
I did once know a M. Wilkinson, however it pains my to say a cannot recall his name.
We circled abit then, him trying to figure out a move I imagine and me holding the knife to his neck. The police started noticing us and to make short work of it I pressed the blade slightly to his neck and drew a trickle of blood.
"Now fucker" I said. I was quite surprised and overwhelmed, for he peed himself when I did that. He was paralyzed and me? well I was kind of confused. But I kept a calm head, reached into his pocket and took the man's wallet. The dealer came running up to us, i kicked the african who stole my money to the ground, and we jumped over a stone fence into an alleyway and off we went.
I ended up buying weed for 300$ afterwards and was hailed as a hero by my friends.
It was quite an adventure, and im happy it turned out like it did.
May I ask what you all do for a living?
I teach at a childcare center.
Quite a hectic profession, that! Goodness you must be tired by the end of the day....
can you enlighten me about the cuisine you like to prepare?
How fascinating! Are you a student or have you utilized said knowledge in the career fields?
Italian, mostly. The rustic stuff. A few simple ingredients, prepared well. For dinner tonight, for instance, I had chicken marsala, roasted asparagus with balsamic vinegar, and roasted fingerling potatoes with garlic and rosemary.
It might sound fancy, but it's quite simple. Chicken, wine, mushrooms, and a bit of prosciutto.
A straight glass of that would be lovely, my friend.
My goodness, today was a rough one indeed.
See, many of the children I teach are from the foreign land of China and communication is not always on a stellar note...
But alas, they warm my heart like nobody else. They give this chap his vigor throughout his life.
Splendid evening, I'll have a gin & tonic good sir.
Quite a tale friend!
How goes it, dear fellows? What troubled you this day to make it all so hectic?
Holy shit- are you sure you're OP? You don't look like a faggot. Surely this is some kind of mistake.
I've had a good 9 years here now. I appreciate everything that Mootykins, 4chan and anon has done for me. You guys are literally one of the best and worst things that could have happened to me.
I've had a rough year or so, but I think I'm ready to move on. Get on with my life and show not only myself but everyone else that I can do something. Not only that, but show the woman I Love how special she is to me; for sticking by me through thick and thin, being there for literally the worst period of time in my life.
Now that was classy as fuck.
Tell me about where you live my friend.
I'm afraid you haven't any dubs....would you care to order some?
I most certainly believe you. You must be quite the athlete to keep up with them!
Forgive me if I pry, but are you a guest in their country? Or do they reside in yours?
To the contrary, the day was dreary. Work after education not all that it is cracked up to be. Glad I am returning to a reputable university soon, I do miss a laboratory.
Exquisite, sir. If you have a spare bottle in the house I would purchase one for my private collection.
Good to hear, I'm sure she'll welcome you with open arms, chap.
Always a burden...but I'm sure a gentleman like yourself will make her happy. May I direct you towards this post to elaborate on my day?>>594051670
>>594052518 But it's men like yourself that single-handedly shape the future of the world. How old are the students?
Many thanks! Ah, and alas, they are guests here in Boston.
Completely understood! Which University?
I don't wish to seem disorderly, but that band had ought to lighten up! Being cold is for stiffs.
Still undecided, sport. So far I have been offered a place by the Universities Cardiff and King's College, London.
My goodness this is good whiskey. Jeeves, I'll have another good sport. Everyone's next drink is on me, so put your wallet's away gentlemen. I insist.
I have to say, I quite enjoy these threads and never resist the urge to kick back a bit. Cheers anons...
Good evening gentlemen. I have just finished a fine repast with my dear wife and now I am retiring to the Club to relax with you good fellows.
I would quite enjoy an H. Upmann and two fingers of Macallan 25 Year, neat, if you would be so kind.
Stellar melody there friend!
Oh my, those sure look like remarkable places of study. I'm confident you will find yourself with unparalleled knowledge and women!
Isn't it a charming little metropolis? I could not be happier residing in it.
Cigar? I insist, please go ahead!
Dames, am I right? Can't live with them, can't live without them. My first and third wives were terrors, but the third's a saint. Cheers, fella.
Enough Bowmore left for one man? My brother in law introduced me and my father to this drink; I wish the both of them could share this moment with me
Well, you see sir. We're already together- well, we were... it's mostly due to that period of time I had aforementioned. I was down for a long time and lost the will to continue getting back up. Late last year she wanted to leave me because it was too much pressure with me and I admit; In the depressed, recluse state I was in, I wouldn't have blamed her for moving on in the slightest.
I suppose we're apparently in 'limbo' at the moment but that being said: things have been better this month alone more than they have been in a long time. I guess I'm getting back to being the real 'me'.
Things won't 180 just like that- of this I am aware. Although prospects are looking up, we've been happy and things have been going very smoothly.
It's just a shame it took me losing nearly everything to see what I already had right in front of me.
Alas, I didn't come here to bore you with my problems. We're here to revel and enjoy each others company: I'll have a 'Three Wise Men'.
I've already received their blessing, so I guess the hard part is out of the way. Now- I just have to keep what I'm doing. Persevere regardless of obstacles: that is truly gentlemanly.
Knowledge is certainly a perk. I find myself quite happy with my current lady friend though. I say what I lack in quantity of women at my side I replace with quantity of beverage in the glass though chap!
Good evening gentlemen, tonight I have been listening to a lot of Fleetwood Mac, specifically their Rumours album, and even more specifically the track "Never Going Back Again".
I am currently drinking Monkey Shoulder whiskey, although I was previously drinking a medley of blonde, amber and dark ales. Being from the North of England these drinks are in abundance and are my staple, which is just as well considering how much I enjoy them.
How are we all tonight?
This may be the most masculine drink I have ever seen. Damn good show!
Indeed you may, my good sir.
It started with fine Maryland Crab Cakes served with a spicy remoulade followed by an exquisite Chateaubriand with a delightful portion of Au Gratin potatoes and asparagus-mushroom risotto.
Dessert was a positively sinful Triple Berry Tart.
A meal I will certainly have to work off with some athletics. My lovely wife certainly knows the way to her man's heart.
Of course, of course. Seems I misspoke; maybe too much whiskey. I believe I'll be switching to stout for the rest of the evening.
Hello Gentlemen, Since its such a special occasion I brought a gift to hang on the wall
Might you describe the flavour of this whiskey? And might I recommend both the Singleton and Monkey Shoulder. The former is more expensive, but somewhat more enjoyable, although that's not to detract from how enjoyable the latter can be, despite it's price tag.
Why thank you, old man. Mister Raabe is one of my more recent musical discoveries, and his music has even given me a few phrases to use, one such being "Die nacht ist nicht allein zum schlafen da", "The night is not only there for sleeping".
Any of you fine gentleman care to light my cigarette?
That's a phrase that exemplifies much of my life anon.
Damn kind of you friends, I had the cigar of a lifetime last month in Tampa; hand-rolled right in front of me.
My mother cooked the most exquisite Mac and cheese for me this fine evening. After I was finished enjoying her delightful cuisine, I retired to my room for the night and sipped on an aromatic four loko that I pilfered from the fridge while watching MLP and listening to Frank Sinatra.
It's a shame that most of the men in society don't know how to be classy and treat a woman right, eh men?
What the FUCK.
SOMEBODY CALL THE FUCKIN' FEDS. WE GOT A PINKO IN HERE, BOYS.
Unfortunately unemployment has plagued me in the past few months, and has become an affliction of both my mind and my hands. I spend my days either frantically splitting my time between cooking, baking, guitar playing, walking (although this activity engaged my feet more than my hands) and attempting to procure marijuana, although more often than not cigarettes will replace this, and descending into what Ron Burgundy would call a "Glass Case of Emotion" and sleeping as much as possible.
Fortunately I have an interview with a university for a state funded course (I already have a degree, but employers thus far have not been impressed with it) next month, but it would mean going back to school for another three years in lieu of starting a career.
What say you, anon? Would you say nay and work menial jobs for a while and work up the ladder, or take the course?
Out of interest, how goes teaching chinese children? I was sent some materials on teaching English as a foreign language in China, would you recommend it?
Ah yes, although I was in the past, I am not currently a professor. I have taken a hiatus from teaching to pursue advancing my own education. You see, I was first inspired at a young age by my grandmother. This woman had managed to return to university and acquired four distinct degrees as a result. She was also a devout catholic who raised 8 children to all be fairly successful in adulthood. I was inspired by her unrelenting pursuing knowledge, and that is why I made a commitment to resume studies multiple times throughout life. I am currently a student again, for the nth time in order to learn more about the universe.
Fine tune friend!
"What's he building in there" Is definitely one of my most favored of his songs. More poetry, really.
Heavens, anon, how in God's name did you find the catch of a lifetime?
Well, my wife just shattered the ambiance. "Hey babe, come look at this video of a horse rolling around on the ground and farting!"
No respect. No respect for the ambiance, I tell you. Someone put a glass of bourbon in my hand before I choke myself with it.
Fuck it, may as well ask here.
Starting a bartending job. High-ish end place.
I know how to do beers and that sort of stuff, but not what things like 'Neat' mean.
Any high-end drinking things that I should know or you'd want your bar person to know?
only 18 btw.
Do you know who I am, boy? I'm J Edgar Hoover, director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. And this, sir, is a raid!
You're under arrest for violation of the Volstead Act!
I'm a fan of the man's earlier work. Not to say that I find his later albums disagreeable, but I could--and have--listened to "The Heart of Saturday Night" for hours.
A man of true class and talent.
Will you calm yourself, comrade? There are ladies in the room!
Ah, a true connoisseur. Rain Dogs was, in fact, the first Tom Waits album I ever encountered. I have my brother to thank for that. Have a drink on me, sir.
Keyword there is "state funded", mind you i'm no expert but if your state has good economic stability, you've got yourself a fine route.
As I previously mentioned, these kids are with me in Boston. It is the most rewarding aspect of my existence so far, and despite them being rowdy sometimes I ultimately see myself happier than i've ever been with them.
She sounds like quite a remarkable woman. I hope those genes come down to you!
But what are your genuine goals; knowledge about the universe, or something else?
Surely. I wish you the healthiest of marriages, friend.
Could not be agreed upon more. A damn talented soul.
Ignore the undesirables, gentlemen. If you ignore them, they will eventually lose interest, and stumble back to their tenements and hastily-made potato vodka.
Ah, too much can never be said for a bespoke, fine, cigar. Though, if I'm honest, I'm normally a pipe man myself.
With due respect, sir, they are sounds you can make with your mouth. Where would we be, as gentleman, if we were not gentle enough to forgive indiscretion, especially when intended to be humorous, even if the attempt was in vain.
Please elaborate on your areas of study.
A horse is a wild animal, living without the burden of self consciousness which both plagues and blesses us as a species. If you cannot derive mirth from it, I should say I feel sorrow for you.
Don't worry, if you're in a high end place the customers will know what they like, so just ask how they take it like you would if you were taking a coffee/tea order. I personally work in a low end place, and even our customers know what they like. Although I am a Briton and we are a drinking culture, so perhaps our public know more about the variety of ways in which alcohol can be served.
"Neat" refers to a spirit that is being served with no adulterants, that is to say no mixer, no ice, no water, no lemon or lime, nothing. Just the measure of the spirit, usually whisky, as ordered.
Some people think putting a single cube of ice or a little drop of water in a glass of whisky brings out the flavour and/or smell. Personally I disagree, but that is my opinion, so serve the drink as they request if this is their preference.
This is the only discretion you really need to know, most other spirits are served in so many different ways the customer will usually tell you how they want it served (eg; gin and tonic [G&T, they may as for slim lime or regular tonic; slim line tonic has quinine in it, and it will usually say this on the side of the bottle] on the rocks with lemon/lime).
Good luck in your job son, you'll learn a lot just by doing and observing other bar tenders and a lot more by listening to your customers whilst they're drunk.
I'm actually a Briton, but I was translating for Americans since it's so late here, Here state funded means it's funded by our National Health Service, the idea being that I train with them for free and then work for them, fulfilling a role they are in need of people to fulfill.
Any of you fellows mind if I light up my pipe?
On a related note, what is your favorite civil war era firearms? I'm partial to the 1858 remington myself. Quite an innovative design.
Good evening gentlemen.
Jeeves, would a rum and coke be too plebeian for this fine establishment? If so, I will have a whisky, Dewar's if you have it.
Ignore this beer I'm already holding, I can't seem to remember where I found it.
Gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen. I could not help but hear that you taint your tobacco with flavoring, when we all know that pure tobacco has the richest, fullest flavor.
Indeed. Though not repeating digits, still noteworthy, to say the least.
Hey, if the further position is practically guaranteed I say go for it. You get antiquated with the process firsthand, make friends with people in the business for future networking....please, go for it!
I'd suggest you transition your pallet towards something more robust!
I'm unfortunately not all too acquainted with old firearms...am with contemporary ones, though.
How do you do?
Truthful, but alas many a night I find myself with old friends who share fine flavours with me.
That it is.
I just swapped over from cigars to pipes. Unfortunately the blends I purchased are a bit... light for my tastes. Some Ashton Artisan blend is on order, as well as Irish Flake.
Any recommendations for the heavier stuff?
Apologies on being late, gentlemen. How are you all this fine evening?
A fine beer is still a true gentleman's drink, my good friend.
Oooh, firearms! I must say that I have a certain affinity for warfare. As to what my favorite firearm of that era is, I must say the Henry Repeating Rifle, though I am not fortunate enough to have such a weapon in my collection.
>How do you do?
Quite well friend, thank you.
I have taken leave of my studies for the night, and hoped to find some good company.
So, gentlemen, what think you of that half slave half Irish boy occupying our nation's capital?
>tfw classy threads
I wish an splendid evening to all of you, my friends
A pity, but easily remedied. The 1858 remington was one of the first revolvers to sport a top strap. Besides being (in my opinion) far more striking than it's contemporaries like the colt Army and navy revolvers, it is a much hardier firearm. It was also one of the first revolvers to have a quick change cylinder; just drop the loading lever, pull on the cylinder pin and out pops the cylinder ready to be replaced with a preloaded one from the belt
You might be interested in another contemporary lever action rifle, the spencer. Bloody rare now a days, although acquirable if you have the right funds. It utilized a rimfire cartridge and a removable tube magazine. I wouldn't say such advancement won the war for the north, but it sure didn't hurt.
That's pretty much the case. I just mean it would require me to more virtually for free for three years and live with my parents. I know I shouldn't compare myself to other people, I just don't want to hit 25 without some financial independence.
At this stage it is just about my ego, which sounds superficial but the role I'd be training for would require me to interact with the public before assisting in operations on them so the better my self confidence the better I'd do the job. I suppose what I'm asking is what can I do to feel more independent? I already cook for myself and my parents half the time and do a lot of the laundry/ironing and a lot of other stuff around the house, but it doesn't seem enough.
Oh well you'll be just fine then, like I say; watch other bar tenders when they're putting a customers order together and ask them if you get stuck. Everyone would much rather you ask than fuck up an order because it leaves the customer waiting, potentially costs the house money and you don't learn anything for the next time.
It certainly won Gettysburg! If the Union hadn't had repeaters the initial engagement would have been disastrous.
HOLD UP MOFUGGAS
DIS A MUHFUGGIN ROBBERY
GIMME DEM FANCY WATCHES WHITE BOIS
Goodness, something tells me our newly retired leader should apply for a position in the white house.
Sounds like a revolutionary piece of machinery. I love the action on those types. always fascinated me.
Three entire years? Goodness man, think twice about such an extensive amount of time....
Oh my, Jeeves?
One of the Sub Saharan folk have barged in again.
Will you take care of this?
Here, you may use my sidearm to sort out this problem should you so wish.
Good evening, chaps! I recently purchased a bottle of fine bourbon, however, I am rather embarrassingly a newcomer to the stuff. Would any of you fine gentlemen be so kind as to share some advice on how to correctly enjoy this fine spirit?