Your worst beer experience

Did this happen whilst smashing it agains someones skull?

 

My wife and I went on a camping trip to a dry county. While I was a work my wife went to the store and bought some food and some beer at the Class Six (our base liquor store). She mentioned buying Shiner and I assumed she has picked up some Shiner Bock, I was happy but BOY WAS I WRONG! It turns out she saw Shiner's, just released, Ruby Redbird. The cans were half-full of grapefruit juice and 100% full of mistake. We were in a dry county with no access to any brew when we found out. I don't mind fruity beers at times but I still cannot stand the Ruby Redbird. I'm sure it's right up some people's alley. Have y'all tried this stuff?

 

Word. Twenty years later and I still can't drink vodka.

 

One time I had seven or eight beers in a few hours and vomited.

Had positive effects though, taught me when to quit.

 

Not having, when really wanting. That's a true beer nightmare.

 

I have to share a story about a good friend of mine. About seven or eight years ago, I'd get the itch to get drunk off of 40s. Now, sounds crazy, but I swear they gave me a great, fun buzz. I'd drink two then go to the bar. Well, one night I only drank one and went off to the bar. The next day, my buddy decides to do a little hair of the dog drinking and I don't mean just one beer. I don't want to be a part of his day long drinking binge so I toss that last 40 into an overgrown field beside his house. Six months later, my friend is dying to get his drink on and has no cash, so he decides to search the field for this 40. Keep in mind this is six months in the summer of SC. He finds it, fridges it, and drinks it!

If it sounds like my friend has a drinking problem, he did. I'm glad to say that he's been sober for some time now.

 

Ghost Face Killah is easily the worst beer experience I ever had. I was at the ACBF in Boston last year and tried a 4 ounce cup of this undrinkable swill that completely destroyed my tastebuds and my ability to taste beer for about an hour of the beerfest.

Worst beer ever...avoid it at all costs....

 

I've seen GFK on the shelves for almost an entire year in this one place in Iowa City... I took a look at the label, shook my head and walked on by. Glad you said that - reaffirms my decision!

I saw one last night called "Dankenstein" said it is made with just a heap load of the nastiest hops available thrown at it. I guess it could be good, or it could be horrible - I'm leaning towards horrible. Anything with "dank" in the name isn't overly appealing.

 

Two day old Pliny the Elder. Instant drainpour.

 

The other day I walked into my favorite store and saw a mix case of Heady, Pliny, and Zombie Dust on sale for $10.99. Upon closer inspection I discovered that they were all bottled/canned four days before. I demanded to speak to the manager and asked him if they had anything fresher, because hell if I'm paying that much for old beer. Then get this - he tells me "That's about as fresh as we get it out here, but if you'd like I just got in some Hopslam that was bottled two days ago". I couldn't believe the guy actually had the audacity to think that I would risk compromising the sanctity of my palate by rinsing it with such outdated swill. I told him I would take my hard earned money to a store where they actually care about the freshness of their beer. So that was probably my worst beer experience yet. Still haven't been back to that joke of a store

 

Dropping a 4 pack of 90 minute IPA and two bottles pop on the garage floor.
And that was all the beer I had in the house at the time.
It was like, perfect night of sipping a few, to "oh shit" in a fraction of a second.

 

I'm ashamed to admit that, during my budding craft beer stages, I purchased a single Brooklyn Black Chocolate Stout and couldn't finish it. It was WAY too strong for me at the time, and it took me so long to try and finish it that I ended up drain pouring the last third of it. Now it's one of my favorite beers.

 

It took me way longer than I'd like to admit to realize you were kidding.

 

I had a bartender take too long to bring me my pint after pouring it. Sent it right back, it was totally skunked.

 

Enthusiastically pouring a 16 oz Coors light into a 12 oz glass...DERP!

All over my floor and shorts and desk, even though I cleaned it up quick, the room stank for months. Beer didn't even taste good either, took two sips and poured it in the sink. Screw Coors light!

 

This is nothing compared to BA member, Nectar, but mine is a beer that isn't that good. Despite everybody telling me that Dogfish Head 90 Minute Imperial IPA was fantastic: it was exactly and simply opposite. I didn't know what to do with the initial sip; but it wasn't pleasant. I guess what I would like for you to imagine is my great expectation turning sour.

 

Back in college there was bar that, on Fridays, sold buckets of Natural Light. Unfortunately I repeated this "worst beer experience" on several occasions.

 

This is mild in comparison. I wanted to check out this really hyped up liquor store. I read reviews both here and on yelp that it was a place where beer magic would happen (e.g., lots of out-of-market beers). So, I picked a day, and drove out there, eagerly expecting a nice haul. Well, I stepped in, and to my horror, half the store was empty. The coolers were filled with stuff that other places like BevMo/Total Wine carried, nothing remotely special. Disappointing. I also had a list prepared of beers I heard were available at one time. One by one, the owner, said, nope, nope, nope... Also, I got a really bad vibe of the place. I shouldn't have, but I picked out something (can't remember what anymore) from the cooler because I felt bad leaving empty handed. I doubt I'll return, and I doubt I'll visit the "highly-acclaimed" sister store either. That whole experience was weird, to say the least.

 

When I was in high school, I drank Milwaukees Best. I thought it was pretty nasty until I had a Heineken!
Now im 52, and my daily drink is High Life. Im on a tight budget, so this is the way I go to enjoy my occasional Firestone offering. Right now its the Velvet Merkin I picked up at Binnys beverage. I hope to get Goose Islands next Bourbon County release.

 

There's bad beers which I suspect are designed specifically to gross me out, as if the brewer had my personal unhappiness in mind when he fired up his kettle. Floris Chocolate, Bon Secours Myrtille and Schoenlappertje would be three examples. Non-beer like Desperados and Corona are another two. Foul, vile brews, the lot of them, only intended to dimish the world and the enjoyment of it. Objectively unpalatable.

There's beer which is bad in that homeless-and-destitute kinda way, in the niche which only turbo lagers seem to inhabit. The entire Gordon's Finest range, that horrid horrid can of Tennent's Toxic Nailpolish Remover I mistook for beer whilst travelling the Highlands, and all those 500ml cans of supermarket vagrant-antifreeze that advertise their ABV in larger fonts than the name of the brew or even of the brewer.

Beers can be bad for technical reasons; sometimes the brewer screws up or something goes boom somewhere between the kettle and my glass. Joseph Bio smelt of dank wet rags, and Bravoure OASE was about a healthy as one of Typhoid Mary's charges. I'm willing to give these a second chance, but I'm still mustering up the courage.

And I should definitely mention (however briefly and shamefacedly) my own experimental homebrew stout-ish monstrosity with watercress seed.

All of them are my worst beer experiences, and I hope to have many more. The world needs bad beers, lest the internet dries up.