I had a Rah Rah’s incident last Friday. I went to see a specific girl as I am trying to get some hot mature Brazilian lovin’ outside of the club. I sat down and ordered a Killian’s draught. It was on special for $4.25. The girl pours the beer three quarters of the way up a standard tumbler. I asked her if she could fill it up all of the way and she said no. This was about as much as they were allowed to pour into a glass, about 6 to 8 ounces. I can handle thieving bartenders, dancers who will hit you up for a drink before you get one, and the rest of the bull shit designed to separate you from your money, but I thought this was really over the top. To put the fact that you are getting screwed for chump change in your face so much was more than I could take. I told the girl I would call her for lunch on Sunday, she begged me to buy the beer, and her one too, and that it’s not the money because she saw me drink 5 beers in another club one night. I couldn’t get the point across that there was a principal involved –the concept wouldn’t register with her. I did get to take her out for lunch on Sunday, and had a great time. Down Neck Newark has got great places to eat and hang out. So in the end I won, but this is the kind of thing that makes me never want to step foot in this bar again. Am I some kind of freak for demanding that the bar, when they have a draught special for more than four bucks, should actually give the customer, they guy that supports the bar, an actual pint of beer. Somebody tell me if I had a right to get pissed off.