(I’m a bartender at a small bar that’s kind of a dive, but that has sixteen different beers on tap, eight of which change every month, none of which are any of the main brands people tend to know from commercials, etc. We also do not carry bottled beer. This happens at least once a day: a customer walks in, walks up to the bar, looks at all the taps and the menu above the taps which lists what they all are, then picks up a menu from the stand and looks it over for a few minutes.)
Customer: “What kind of beer do you have?” *alternatively, I get a lot of* “I’ll have a beer.”
Me: “O… kay. What kind of beer?”
Customer: “Just whatever’s on tap.”
Me: “We have sixteen kinds of beer on tap. You’ll have to be more specific? Is there any kind of beer that you like generally? Maybe I can push you into a certain direction there.”
Customer: “Actually, I’ll just have a bottle of Budweiser, thanks.”
Me: “We don’t actually have Budweiser, or any bottled beer for that matter, sorry!”
Customer: “Oh, okay, a bottle of Corona, then.”
Me: “Still don’t have bottles. No Corona, either…”
Customer: “Well, what kind of bar is this?! What do you have?”
(At this point, I usually step aside and gesticulate exaggeratedly at the row of sixteen taps behind me, wherein they either laugh or get angry and just say, “Give me a beer,” again.)
