People Think Bartenders Can’t Hear Them But They Do And Overheard These 31 Conversations

Some rich corporate men talking about "the collective". Made me do a double take.

I've heard discussions on if my cheast was real.

Listened to tons of people telling their SO that they were working late. One guy even met a date later.

Listened to a couple have a very intense whispered argument about custody. I assumed a kid. Turned out to be a cat.

Listened to a couple guys plan how to rob me.

Bartending was fun I miss it sometimes.

Once this older couple (55 ish) were talking about their "bedroom problems".
The guy clearly had impotence issues and the lady kept complaining that she was feeling frustrated because he was frustrated.
And viagra wasn't really helping, or at least not helping enough.
Let's just say that other people around them weren't as comfortable as them about the conversation.

I once heard a guy tell his buddy, "It's fun, it's like laser tag but with real guns" That was twenty years ago and to this day kick my self for not getting the whole story.

People don’t realize that we can generally hear everything you’re saying, regardless of how loud it is. The speakers are usually positioned to the outside of the bar— so we can hear.

This girl I used to work with at a different establishment years ago kept insisting that “I hated her” to her friends for over 5 mins. (which isn’t true I just don’t particularly like her but I was very polite). So I turn around and address her in front of her friends and say “I know you don’t realize that I can hear you but I don’t hate you.” I made it very uncomfortable for her and her friends laughed.

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A little background:

There has been multiple times that’s she’s come in that I tried to bridge the awkward and uncomfortable because she comes in pretty often. It’s my job to make everyone feel positive — my income relies on it. She’s the one that’s been rude (which is why I don’t particularly like her) and I had enough. Haha

An example of her being rude is, once she was crying hard at the bar, I bring her a water and a few napkins without her asking and without saying anything or even looking at her too much—instead of kicking her out which is what I normally do in this situation. She scoffs “okay” and rolled her eyes and ignores me for the rest of the time she’s there when I ask if she needs anything.

On multiple occasions she ordered a drink she had just a bad attitude for no reason.



I see roughly 200-500 faces and I manage 2-9 people a night, I don’t have the energy to actively hate someone. But talking trash about me...right in front of me for at least 5 minutes pushes my buttons and I’m not the type of person that quietly sits by. Haha

She’s been nice ever since. Haha.

Was at a bar with my friend and all we heard was "yeah he pissed me off so I ran him over." Still no idea what happened but I didn't want to inquire for obvious reasons.

Caveat they knew I heard them as they were sitting at the bar and I was the bartender. Three people come in together. Two guys and a girl. The bar was set up with mirrors on two sides and a walkway between them. One of the fellows asked me why he couldn’t see himself in the mirror when he was sitting directly in front of the walkway. I gave him one of those side eyed glances, thinking to myself does he really want me to answer this question. He kept looking at me questioningly. So I finally told him, “There is no mirror there, that is a walkway.” His friends burst out laughing and told me this guy was a med student at Duke. I walked away to get my laugh in.

Had someone yell “RIP Olivia Newton John” and I interjected that she was alive. Big mistake. Drunk idiot got on one of those drunk loops about how I was wrong until we closed 20 min later. I even showed him on my phone that she was alive and he said “you can google anything”.

edit: for those speculating what my response was/should have been, I just kept saying “You’re allowed to be wrong.” as he kept on about it until I locked the door.

I have dozens of these that I can add. The most funny one was when I saw a man trying to pick up a gorgeous woman. I could tell she was just rambling on about her dreams and hopes and whatnot. All of a sudden I saw him go from tan/bronze to pale white as he proceeded to projectile vomit his entire night's worth of drinking, plus his shellfish dinner directly onto her face. It turns out she was allergic to shellfish, had to be epi-penned and an ambulance took her away.

Not a bartender, but I love hanging out on the riverfront and sounds travels quite well there.

I overheard the gentleman that were hanging out near me discussing whether to rob me or not.

Not a bartender, but a few nights ago I overheard a girl telling the five dudes at her table about how she slept with her friend's boyfriend named "monkey".

It was at a beach front Hooters.