1.22.2018

Tilted Kilt. The Investigation.

Anyways, my keyed up self was in no mood to go to gym on Friday night due to some new pre-owned car troubles, so my wife and I went out and decided to go to the Tilted Kilt. That one in Wayne NJ. It's huge. And SoulSlam can remember multiple conversations I've had with people about how do they stay in business and do they get crowded at night. Hence my investigation.

First, I would put the crowd at about 25 people or so when we got there around 6. It probably "swelled" to about 35 by 7:30 when we left. Giant bar. One bartender. Drink order time. They didn't have the wine my wife wanted. I could not see the taps from my vantage point and no list was provided so I ordered a Bud Light. When delivered, the nice lady said "that's the last of the Bud Light draft". Now I used to run bars. You can run out of a lot of things I guess. Bud Light is not one of them.

In looking around, I noticed that there were two other women at the TK. My wife was the 3rd. My wife said "this place needs a ladies night!" Which I replied "this is ladies night!".

The food was what it was. I had a really good burger, my wife really liked her sandwich. So food is not the reason nobody is in this place.

But then I figured it out.

When we got there, they had sone hardcore Toby Keith kind of country on. OK. I Guess. Then things really started rolling. Picture a restaurant bar that plays (at a loud volume) a mix of Disturbed, Metallica and Pantera! What do you get?

A Sausage Party. 100% grade A creep sausage.

Women (for the most part) don't want to hear Pantera at a bar. So they stay away. Which leaves guys that want to meet women away. Which leaves people like us looking for something close and decent, and the aforementioned creeps.

Case solved.

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