This has nothing to do with genre, but I feel compelled to comment.

KD’s laws of bars.

1. The guy with the most nauseating cheap ass cigar will sit down next to you.

2. They braying pack of hyenas loud group of women will sit next to you.

3. Your beer will be on special, but will be lukewarm because they are selling so much of it.

4. If you find a haven of peace to drink in calm somebody will come over to babble at you about nothing.

5. Buy shots for no-one! Unless they buy one for you.