I'm parked at a truckstop in a small jerkwater town in MT. It's right on the Northern edge of the Crow reservation. It seemed like a decent enough place to spend the night. It's small but has food and even a small casino/bar. Cool.
The bartender on duty when I went in was quite nice. She was prompt and chatted with me a bit. After a while it was time for the shift change. I tipped her well, we chatted a few more minutes, and she left. Then I had to deal with the new bartender.
To put it bluntly, she was a bitch. She wasn't at all friendly, and every time I wanted another beer I had to get her attention and ask for one even though I saw her look and see that mine was empty. She was starting to piss me off.
I finally asked her what the fuck was her problem. Did she not like truck drivers? Did she not like my hat? Did she not get laid last night? WTF?
She was of course rather snippy and said that all of the truck drivers that come in there were just troublemakers.
Oh really?
I clued her in on the facts that:
1. She's working in a bar in a fucking truckstop!
2. Not all truck drivers are the same.
3. I really don't give a damn how she feels about truck drivers, I just want another beer.
She started giving me a little better service after that, but was still a bitch IMHO. So much for having to tip her; saves me a few bucks.
A while later a group of Indian guys came in. They came in in a pretty rowdy way. I knew this was going to be interesting. Sure enough, after a little while they got even more rowdy and were starting to annoy some of the other patrons. I was getting interested now.
One guy got pissed and took a swing at one of them. Naturally they all backed the one up and the guy got his ass pounded. The bartender tried to stop it but she wasn't nearly fast enough. I just sat and watched the show.
After a while the guys were hassling another patron and another fight was on the horizon. The bartender actually had the nerve to ask me if I would help her out. I politely collected my money, drained my beer, wished her a good evening, and walked out the door.