Most embarassing beer situation

About 20 years ago I discovered Belgian beer and was quite the disciple. Eager to spread the good news I noticed an older guy (probably 45-50) looking at the beer menu at a local Belgian beer spot. I tell em "look have you tried Chimay Grand Reserve it's awesome lots of fig, raisin, cocoa..." With a smile and a hand on my shoulder he interrupts "son, I was drinking these beers in Europe before you were born".
Last week I'm in a new beer bar perusing the menu. The young excited bartender asks me was I ready I said no. He immediately comes back "lemme help, what type of beers do you normally drink?" I looked up from the menu at him seeing myself 20 years ago and said "son I've been drinking craft beer since before you were born".

 

There's a restaurant here with an impressive beer list usually, they rotate selections, and include local craft whenever possible.
Each day the menu (a printout on paper) gets itemized as to which of the listings are available that day, by placing a blackened dot next to available ones -- and a 'hollow' or empty circle sits beside the ones *not* available.
I'll look through all the choices and their descriptions, and get so caught up with deciding this one vs. that one... that when the waitress arrives to take my order I'll say "___!" and it turns out that's a hollow dot, i.e. not available that day. And I keep making that mistake with subsequent selections until I finally recognize one with a dot that I'd like. I cannot get the hang of the dot-identifier, those beers are all calling to me and I must be in denial that I cannot have but certain ones of them!
I don't know how many other restaurants with lengthy beer menus do this with their drink menus.
At this restaurant the waitstaff usually laugh it off rather than stare daggers at me so I'm only minimally embarrassed~

 

Hearing about someone pranking someone else on their birthday by not getting them drunk is a definite first for me

 

Wait - if we're talking about how they're essentially interchangeable, then I'm totally with you. But you do know that IPA doesn't stand for Imperial Pale Ale right? Sorry there's every chance I'm being slow here, but just checking

 

I've never been embarrassed with beer but a lot of beer servers should have been embarrassed with their lack of knowledge when serving me. Example, Anchor Steam or Goose Island being on the "import beer" menu.

But as far as O'douls and the ID thing, since O'douls has a teeny amount of alcohol, you would need to show your ID around here.

 

I was at Barney's ******y and ordered a Port Brewing Mongo. The bartender poured out a FW DBA (or some sort of English Pale Ale). I politely informed him that this beer is not Mongo. In fact, it's not hoppy at all. He sips it and tells me I'm wrong. He gathers his little bartender clique for a cheap laugh and they just had to make a scene. It's one of those moments when you question, "Do I continue to tell him that this is clearly not that beer, or suck it up and deal with his bulls***?"

This is a recurring LA thing.

 

Lack shame?

 

Guilty. Yes, it was embarrassing, but anyone could could have done it. I was glad to have found one or two already in my life, so went in with confidence. First and last time!

 

Another moment was at Toronado in SF. (You can probably relate to this).

Me: "Hi, can I see your bottle list?"
Bartender: "You want to see the bottle list at the best beer bar in the US?"
Me: "Uh... yeah, why not?"
Bartender: "Fuck off."
She proceeded to make a scene about it

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Why did that embarrass you? The bartender was a total asshole.

 

They are known for this.

 

seeing people say AAL

 

At 15 I vomited blood after a full day of drinking st. ides. is that embarrassing? I feel like it might have been but my memory of the day eludes me mostly.

 

"No I wouldn't, but since I'm here instead..."

 

Haha, well I thought it was a better prank to have his stomach full of non-alcoholic beer so he couldn't drink for a while.

 

Working the other night at my friends bottle shop, had to run to the restroom, came out to find two attractive older women waiting on a draft. When I greeted them a loyal regular of ours shouted out, "Where ya been Garret, have to take a shit?!"... I just smiled and tried to politely serve their drafts without turning completely red. Good times.

 

Me: "Well, you offer a bottle list, correct?"

 

I ordered a Deviant Dales draft, but I could tell even before the waitress brought it over that someone poured he wrong beer: it was super light and transparent. What I got was a Yards Saison. So I bring it up to he bar and tell the dude up there I got a saison when I ordered a double IPA. I asked politely if it was possible to switch for the Deviang. He looked at me funny, grabs my glass, takes a sip, and says, yup this is definitely a saison, prob Yards, I'll have your Deviant in a second.

 

I did this, but walked home with a 750 of Bourbon County Brand Stout, a Supplication, and a Rochefort 10. This was years ago, mind you...

 

Ouch ... that sucks losing your license!

That should have been between you, the Park Rangers and your dad .... not the Park Rangers, your dad and the DMV but, things have changed. I am not sure how the suspension or threat of suspension makes us any "safer".