The Whippersnapper

My sweet friend was cussed out by the bouncer tonight as he put his hand in her face to show his frustration and anger. She pulled out her passport and flipped to the wrong page which set him off enough to drop the F-bomb and proceed to get in her face. Soon after, I went to the bar to ask for the manager and was directed to the front porch to meet him. Instead of the 20-something manager apologizing for his bouncer's rude behavior, he insisted on telling me about the rude patrons his bouncer has to put up with each night, excusing his behavior towards my friend. My boyfriend, his best friend, and my roommate decided tonight that Whippersnappers will not be a place we visit again. Many other bars in Knox-Henderson show their appreciation for our business in a far less confrontational way.