The Happy Kitty

Obvi this richard guy is an ass.  No need to actually visit to figure that out. 5 stars.

Rarely have I ever had such a dismal experience at any type of establishment. The Happy Kitty appears to be fairly new, and not a poorly done pub just off highway 95 on the south side of town. This last night was our third visit, I had been a bit perplexed as to why, on every occasion there was just the smallest handful of patrons. Mystery solved! My wife and I took a seat on the rear patio, all was well for a time, our patio companions (whom I took to be co-patrons) were friendly enough. I struck up a conversation with a lady near me (at this time there were perhaps ten people total in attendance) and found we had attended the same high school, in the same class. After a few moments, she peered over my shoulder and said something akin to "look at her, why does she do that" , the scorn in her voice was unmistakeable, realizing she was looking at my wife....."what about her"? I asked as nicely as I could. She proceeds to make numerous derogatory comments, she didn't care for the way my wife was lounging on the patio sofa and on and on. I let this go on for a bit, and then politely introduced myself...and my wife (who by the way was elegantly, if not a bit over dressed for a pub, we had had a prior engagement). The vitriol continues, she is unabashed, drunk, trashy and becoming more unattractive (which is saying quite a lot) by the minute. Finally (meaning, not soon enough, but I had been making an attempt at diplomacy), I let her have it, sang the praises of the woman I have been with for fourteen years, given birth to two beautiful sons and worked harder than most anybody I have ever met. Told the hag she was out of line and prepared to go. Not satisfied, she follows us to the door, now with another drunkin companion (who apparently was out to see if he could get himself shot), they continued to make complete asses out of themselves, and the guy actually tried to take my arm! I was three steps from the door, heading out and he tries to grab my arm?? If you've gotten this far, your probably wondering, why did he bother to write all of this, it's a BAR? Drunkin idiot's should hardly warrant a mention at all. Ordinarily, you and I would agree about this, but this particular drunkin idiot was the owner! I hadn't known this until the end. Up until just before we left, I was under the impression she was just another over tanned drunkin skank with bad skin and a nose  like a fat baloney role. Stay away, it won't take long, this joint is doomed. I for one will be happy to see it go, hopefully someone with people skills and common sense will pick the place up turnkey and do something meaningful with it.