44 Times Hero Bartenders Didn't Hesitate To Step In When Women Were Uncomfortable

I’m a bouncer in a nightclub. No drink safewords but we actively keep an eye out for situations which don’t look above the radar. If a girls leaving with a guy and she looks too intoxicated to stand I’ll take her aside and ask what his name is and how she knows him. If she’s obviously been d***ged I’ll call the police. If she’s scared or needs help getting away from a bad situation I’ll call her a cab and walk her too it. I’ll also say to the bloke that I need to see some ID because ‘his entry stamp isn’t the right one’ as soon as I see it I’ll take a photo, pass it on to the police and ban him for life from out club.

We’ve built up a reputation as the safest nightclub in our area, which draws both crowds especially girls. It’s massively helped our business being so focused on safety.

Not exactly what you asked for but dealing with a major creep:
I was at a bar alone and it was late and the guy wouldn’t leave me alone. The bartender swooped in and said he was my husband and I was there waiting for him to get off work. He grabbed all my stuff and brought it to the other side of the bar and the other bartender got the guy out they had me wait for a while after he left then they got me an Uber home to be safe. 3 years later the bartender who pretended to be my husband, is my actual husband.

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My husband just got home from work and we are laying in bed reading all the comments and loving it :) glad you all enjoyed our story.

I went out on my own one night and was having a few drinks at a local pub. I had just moved to the area so didn’t really know anyone. A guy sat down next to me and was chatting. At first is was just casual but he eventually became really tipsy/handsy. Then the guy actually kissed me just out of the blue and I told him I was not ok with it. He said I was leading him on - which was not the case at all. He got angry and stormed off to the washroom. I was feeling really uncomfortable and unsafe. I didn’t know my new neighbourhood yet. The bartender saw that I was feeling off right away - he didn’t even know me but could tell. He asked if I wanted to be shown out the back door and if they could put me in a cab home so that I could go without the guy following me. They even paid - and apologized that I felt unsafe in their bar. I was totally blown away. I would totally go back there and feel completely taken care of.

I dont know about safe word drinks but once in my early 20s I went on a date with a guy who I didnt know well but seemed fairly normal. About 2 drinks in he starts dropping some real creep vibes. Says that he loves how young I look, at one point he literally said, "you look barely old enough to have your peroid" YIKES. I make eye contact with the bartender behind me and mouth "help" She came right over and asked if I had been in recently because theres a scarf in lost and found that might belong to me. I walked with her to an employee room and explained the situation. She waited with me while the bouncer bounced him. Later that same bouncer walked me to my car.

I'm a bartender in a small town. Anytime a new woman comes into the bar I let her know that if she ever feels uncomfortable or needs anything to ask me to go out for a smoke with her. I've had plenty of people use it to get away from some just usual creeps. But NOTHING beats the night a guy asked this girl to go home with him. After she politely refused he grabbed her and called her a b***h. We already had our eye on this situation, my bouncer immediately came out of no where and tased this drunk a*****e.

(Edit) "tazed".

Had a creeper at a hotel bar who wouldn’t leave me alone despite my best efforts to ignore him. I even asked him politely and not so politely to “leave me alone”. He actually kept trying to touch me and told me that I was going to go to his room with him. He had a strange angry edge too. So I gave the bartender a “help me” look and said to him something like “I need to talk to you about that thing with my tab, remember?” and asked if could do it when the bar closed (which was like 5 minutes later). He looked at me and said, “Give me a minute”, made a phone call and then said, “So, they can help you at the front desk”... meanwhile creeper is literally not leaving me alone is still trying to actually hang on me and keeps talking.

So I start to leave and creeper is trying to kiss me and pull me close but I tell him I have business at the front desk and walk to the front desk. About 3 employees were there and I said “The Bartender said you could help me with my tab?” And one of the employees says “oh, I need you to come here with me to fix that”. And she says to the guy “You need to stay here, this is personal business”. The employee (a woman) and I start to walk away and of course the creeper followed us. She actually walked me to a staff elevator and he tried to get on with us. She told him “Get out of here and leave us alone” as a male hotel employee came up to him just then and the elevator door shut. The employee walked me literally to my room door and stayed until I had it locked on the other side.

I have had (and still occasionally do have) guys hit on me but never anything like this incident. I actually wrote a long long email to the hotel corporate office and the actual hotel about the bartender and two employees because they helped me in what I would say was “above and beyond”... the guy really frightened me. I have been as brand loyal as possible to the hotel chain ever since.

I've actually been used to escape by a random before. Was at a local bar with a bunch of friends and out of no where girl walks over, sits on my lap and between a teeth clenched smile just said "pretend to know me". I laughed and loudly said "Hey you! Where'd you wonder off to?" Thankfully my friends picked up on it because inside of 10 seconds a few of my female friends were chatting with her and standing between her and the guy she'd fled.

I asked her after what about me made her know I was a safe person to turn to and she said "because you're here with a bunch of women. Total honesty. Thought you were gay." Lol.

My friend told me the bar we go to for happy hour had a safeword drink called a McClane but I didn’t believe her.

I went one night and this guy who was absolutely wasted followed me around the bar, telling me how much he loves black girls, and his slave fantasies, and tried to get handsy. I ordered the McClane and the bartender said there was an issue with my id and card and led me to the back while Thomas Jefferson got bounced.

I had to use it when on a date off tinder. We met up and he had already got me a drink just sat there (shot of something clear) and then said to me that I should do it then he would take me some where better for more fun. I wasn't comfortable so excused my self to the bathroom and saw a poster that said about ask for Angela if you're uncomfortable. Went to the bar and asked for Angela and immidietly this guy was playing along saying oh yeah she's working in kitchen tonight he got me a taxi and walked me out the back door and into the taxi to make sure I got there without any hassle. Never saw the guy again.

My bar didn't have a safeword drink, but my favorite bartender swooped in more than once and looked after me - even at times when I hadn't asked him to yet.

I remember one time in particular, when I came in with my roommate. She and I were sitting at the bar with our drinks, while a couple guys were sitting on the next two stools. They bought us drinks, so we did the usual polite thing and said thanks, introduced ourselves, etc.

Within five or ten minutes of starting this conversation, they'd informed us that they were heading to an "after party" at their house and a bunch of people would be there - we should come with them. My roommate and I gave each other a "Yeah, right" look and said thank you, but no.

Well, they wouldn't take no for an answer. They just kept right on trying to somehow convince us to leave and get in a car with two strange men to go to a house we'd never been to, and then just trust that it was safe?

After a little while, "my" bartender came over to us. He didn't say anything to me or to the guys - not a single word. Instead, he leaned on the bar across from us and started to grin. I smiled back, and so did my roommate, and the three of us just kept looking at each other and smiling silently. The guy talking at us slowly got quieter, then stopped talking at all, and then he and his friend walked away.

As soon as they left, the bartender straightened up and went back to work.

I have a lot of respect for anyone intuitive enough to pick up signals something is wrong *and* confident enough to resolve a potential conflict with so little effort.

I'm a straight guy and had a girl rescue me once from an uncomfortable situation.

Was at a bar with a couple of buddies and these two girls sitting in front of us; that none of us were even interested let alone said anything to them at all started trying to chat us all up. When asked what we do for a living I said I was a garbage man and had kids in the hopes that alone would be enough for them to move on; but, unfortunately no.

So I must have been looking around the bar with the eyes that said "get me the f**k out of here" and this nice girl I never met came by and did the "hey you! I haven't seen you in forever!" thing and gave me a great big hug which of course I thanked her for. She saw I was super uncomfortable and needed rescuing so she saved me.

I repaid her kindness with drinks and we met up later on for a movie. Since then I've been more aware of the signs and would help a stranger if ever the need presented itself.

I was the Kitchen Manager at a neighborhood bar. We had three safe drinks posted in the woman's bathroom. Basically just for severity and such, as some people didn't actually need to be walked to their car or anything, they just wanted help saying no to whoever was annoying them.

One night there was a home game that was on. That bar gets so packed, people just ended up standing all packed together after the seats fill up. As the game was ending, some people were leaving, and others who were sitting down were starting to close out.

One woman had ordered the safe drink that basically meant the other person was pretty much getting way too touchy, and she needed help immediately. The bartender immediately went to grab two bouncers. In the span of about ten seconds, the bartender grabbed the mans drink from his hand and the two bouncers picked him up (one by the neck, the other by the legs) and threw (literally) him in the grass outside. The general manager comped both tabs, and then walked the woman to her car with his gun tucked in the back of his pants.

Had a bar call 911 once after they bounced a guy who was creeping out a woman. He stood outside the bar and flat out said he was waiting for her until she came out, which he did. He started following her and told people they were together. I literally had to stand with this moron while this poor girl and her friends got into the car, and d*****t tried to stand really close so he could get the address. I told the driver her address, but gave the address of the jail, which most taxis know, and he seemed to get the hint. Guy tried to complain later that we had "unlawfully detained" him just so he couldn't get the girls number and address.

I mean... Yeah, basically that's what we did. Move along.

Edit for clarification: I responded to the 911 call, I'm a police officer.

Ordered a Manhattan. Bartender told me I had a call at the phone at the end of the bar. I go over and look around for a phone but can't find one. He then asks me if I need a cab and that I can wait out back for it to arrive. I had no idea what was going on, and after a few exhanges of quizzical looks he explained that a Manhattan is the safe drink. I just wanted a Manhattan. He said I was the first person in years to have ordered one at that bar.

Not a safeword, but a random patron/regular at my favorite bar. I’m there talking to my bartender buddy, when a girl pulls up next to me- she’s pretty, but visibly distraught. What I’d noticed was, she kept looking around for someone. I noticed her texting “Hey are you near (Xxx) Tavern? Some dude came up to me and brought me a drink, and he won’t leave me alone”, as I was going for my phone on the countertop.

After a few minutes of feeling her anxiety, I decided to ask her if she was okay, she didn’t seem alright. She straight up told me she was hiding from some weirdo, and he’s been following her, even to the (unisex) bathrooms.

I said, no problem. Let me know when he’s close, I’ll help ya out.

When the dude came up, I whispered “go with it” and wrapped my arm around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head- dude asked, “Hey, there you are! Didn’t see you around!” and she said “Oh, yeah, I was looking for my boyfriend- you didn’t hear me say that?” I introduced myself and shook his hand with a smile.

Dude stormed off *quick* after that. I bought her a drink of her choosing, and with a grateful thank you, off she went.

This isn’t exactly a bar story, but a bus story with a bartender. It happened back when I was in uni, I had to rush back home for a family emergency and the cheapest and fastest option was a greyhound bus that departed at midnight. It was a 4 and 1/2 hour drive from point A to point B downtown...anyways I sat alone, the bus wasn’t very full. I fell asleep about an hour into the ride and woke up to a man in the seat next to me with his arm around my waist and head on my shoulder. I was creeped out but also afraid to make a scene in the middle of the night where I thought only the driver was awake at this time. I asked him what he was doing and to get off me. I was in the window seat and felt trapped and frozen, he tried to make small talk with me, saying I looked cold and needed a warm hard body. He said when we arrived that we should grab a coffee because he sensed a vibe between us (WTF?!) I kept recoiling and I remember telling him that I’m very uncomfortable and that he should go back to his seat. In response to my request, he said not before I get something and he tried to kiss me. I pulled back so hard that I hit my head against the window.

To make a long story short (sorry for the novel guys), a woman—a complete stranger a few seats behind me comes along and goes, “oh my God, I thought it was you I saw boarding the bus. We’ve got some catching up to do girl!” She said, excuse me sir do you mind really loudly to the creep and the b*****d got up and went back to his seat. She hugged me and asked if I was okay and said she’d sit with me until we arrived at our stop. I was so glad because I really thought he would’ve followed me when we got off the bus. She told me she worked at a bar and is use to intervening when she senses something isn’t quite right. I couldn’t have thanked her enough. 8 years later and that woman is now one of my best friends.

Well. This doesn't really answer your question but nobody else is answering either so...

One time I was dancing at a gay club and this guy (I'm a gal) kept following me around the dance floor. He'd work his way up to me, start grinding, put his hands where they weren't wanted, try to get himself pressed up against me, etc, and when I moved to a different part of the dance floor, he'd show up a few minutes later doing ther same thing again.

Anyway we go through this three or four times and all of the sudden these two great big f*****s in fursuits (one skunk, one bunny) appear out of nowhere, greeted me with these grand courtly bows, and offered to dance. Although bemused, I took their paws, and they lead me in this dorky a*s square dance that had these 200lb masses of fur and sweat stomping circles around me and deterring anyone else from getting too near. A few songs later, they bowed again and scampered off and I never saw the grotey guy again. I did wave to the furries several times that night. Nice fellas.

Cool thing is that wasn't even the first or last time that furries, leathermen, and fat guys in cupcake themed lingerie have swooped in to help out when somebody's creeping on me. It's just the weirdest. But I guess I'm not surprised that the kinkiest f***s are also the first guys to take action to stop sexual harassment. They're pretty brave already.

The bar never had a safe word but we had a lot of reasons to get to action. Rough crowd really.

A couple came in the woman had smeared makeup and both looked just super pissed. The girl whispered to the bar tender that he was hitting her outside. We called the police and had her come to the back as the guy sat there dumb founded. Cops came put him in cuffs as he’s denying it all. The manager came in to get the video for the side camera. She played it the cops came back out and released him and cuffed her. She tried to stab him outside and broke in his windshield. Great night an he drank free the rest of the night.

I have 2 stories:

First one happened in my early 20s. It was a blind date set up by someone I’m no longer friends with, and the date seemed like a fairly normal d*******g frat guy. I don’t like guys like that, so I was already planning on leaving early. Anyway, he talked about himself almost non-stop, and every couple of minutes or so, he’d mumble something quietly and get a weird look on his face. I couldn’t understand/hear him when he mumbled, and I almost never got the chance to ask him to repeat himself, and when I did, he’d ignore me. Eventually, I actually understood one of the things he said. He mumbled, “Your skin would look better on my wall.” I went to the bar, ordered a Paladin Hard Lemonade no ice, and I was escorted to my car.

Second story happened in my late 20s. I had a scarf wrapped around my head, since I was bald from chemo and got cold easily. I was on a blind dinner date at a nice restaurant that also had a bar counter. My date seemed really freaked out when he saw me, and I couldn’t figure out why. After a few minutes of him being very on edge and me awkwardly trying to make small talk, he gets up and goes to the bar. He disappears with a waiter for a few minutes, and the next thing I know, a bunch of cops come in and I get handcuffed. It turns out he’s got a phobia of Islam, he thought I was wearing a hijab, and the police were called because I was a t******st who informed him of a plot to blow up a shopping mall. Fun times.

Recently happened to me. I met up with an ex after roughly 5 years of not seeing him. He seemed way off when i arrived at the bar. Forgot his wallet (not surprised) so I bought the round of beers but immediately closed the tab because I wasn’t expecting to pay for him and didn’t want him taking advantage. When I excused myself to the restroom I was already regretting the evening. I left the rest room and he. Was. Standing. Outside. The. Door. Every alarm in my body went off but I Just acted annoyed and questioned him. He mumbled something and walked over to a pinball machine. Never played just looked at it for a solid 10 minutes. Which gave me enough time to call my bartender over and ask “girl to girl, this dudes on d***s, right” she agreed and asked me if I felt safe. I obviously didn’t so she let me exit through the backdoor and even got her bar back to walk me to my car. Not sure if anything would have happened but I’m really glad that she was so cool about it.

TLDR: my ex showed up for drinks obviously out of his mind the bartender helped me escape.