Montana avenue is apparently the place to go for daylight hour shenanigans;
The Santa Monica City Council drones on and on about recycling bins but never gives you the information you really need, like where can I meet someone hot and rich before 6 p.m.?
So it would also appear that we have another fan of “Father’s Office” which couldn’t help but piss me off. Since Louis’ review “The Office” has been a regularish place for Friday night drinks, due to its walking/stumbling distance to home. While the food and beer is undeniable great the staff (aka door man) is the probably the rudest man to work in the service industry, at first I was convinced that it was just because I am a Royal pain in the ass, and prone to complaining about anything, however after dragging down much nicer, more charming and polite people than myself, we all universally hated him.
- Waiting in line, no one behind us, friend drops her wallet as she is getting her ID out, his response (while looking the other way) is to half grunt/shout “Come on I don’t have all day”
- Sitting at the front corner table, against the glass, six of us are squeezed in, two friends go to the bathroom, up-springs our door-man trying to steal the two chairs, on explaining that our friends are in the bathroom, “I dont see your friends I need these chairs”. Bye bye chairs!
- Waiting in line at the bar, two guys next to me are ranting on and on about the door man being the rudest son of a bitch ever and how angry they are, we swapped stories before they decided to and tell the door guy what they thought and then left.
- Father’s office doesn’t serve Ketchup, and on discovering that a group had brought in a bottle with them, he kicked them out. This is debatable but still gives you an idea of the place.
- Sitting at in a corner table with six plus people, (its the old bathroom trick, just a different day) one person leaves for the bathroom, upsprings the doorman trying to persuade a couple to squeeze in next to us, where before sat only one cramped person. On our protesting our friend was shortly to return he told us he couldn’t see them and didn’t care and then told the couple to eat at the bar if the table wasn’t good enough.
Not to hammer the point home, but after checking and double checking with people more reasonable than myself I am assured that the doorman is comically rude.
Interestingly, according to an unnamed source at “Babalou’s” (also of Montana) the only reason Father’s Office gets away with it, is no one else can get hold of a liquor license on that street, Father’s Office got their’s decades ago and passed it on through the family. [gridskipper]
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