Cafe Oasis

A buddy and I are hanging one night with nothing much to do.  It's Friday and we're bored and decide to walk over to this place (seeing as how it's like two blocks if that from where we were) and shoot some pool and knock back some beers.  We're not in there shooting pool for more than about ten minutes when this guy and woman come up to us and start trying to hustle us.  They ask us to play and they're totally letting us win, I say that 'cause I know I suck and my friend wasn't much better.  They start telling us all this stupid stuff too, like how the guy had eye surgery like the day before and how he couldn't really see.  I don't know, maybe I look stupid, or maybe they assumed that because I was in here in the first place that I must be retarded but I wasn't buying it.  Soon we split, the bar was getting a down vibe anyhow since a few of the redneck patrons got in a fight outside in the middle of the street and the cops swarmed over the place.  The place was ok if you wanted something nondescript to just drink yourself away in but otherwise keep driving, you're almost out of Fremont by the time you reach this place.