So this isn't a review about the beer selection (looked great, actually!) but about the guy who works the counter (perhaps the owner?). This place is apparently a UPS drop off spot, because a package I ordered from Amazon was delivered here; I went to pick it up today, following the instructions on the notice to bring the notice and a government issued id. The notice contains the tracking number and my full name, and I brought my passport. I walked over, happy to finally get my package, which was a suit case that I'm using to go up to Boston for the weekend. Nothing, I mean nothing, could have prepared me for the fact that I was going to get PHYSICALLY ASSAULTED and have racial abuse hurled at me by the shop owner! I'm a 5'2", 100 lb woman and I'm completely shaken right now. I've literally never had anything like this happen to me before.
I showed him the notice, and he tells me I need an id with my address on it. I've just moved to this apartment this month so of course don't yet have id with that info, but I do have my passport (Which shows my city of birth to be Pennsylvania, has my full name matching the package, etc) and the notice, with all that info and details. He says it's not good enough (despite the guidlines on the notice saying it is?) and he tells me to get out. Uh...what? He then accuses me of trying to steal this package, apparently I have the same full name (on my passport) as the person receiving it, know the full address, know the contents of the package, etc. I tell him it's a suitcase for a trip and my bus leaves in an hour, it's pretty urgent. He says he will only accept a driver's license with the address and to get out. I've picked up many a package in my lifetime, and was never denied for this particular reason. What if someone moved recently?
I move to the side since there were other customers in line, and told him that we need to sort this out quickly and that I indeed have everything that ups requires. He then, I kid you not, comes out from behind the counter and starts screaming, pushing me, and punching me in the back as I turn around to ward off his blows (?!!?!), all the while muttering about "n*ggers" being thieves, and how I'm a "troublemaker." Whoaaaa, what? Like, it's seriously scary and hurtful. I then ask him to call the police, which he does, and I wait while he serves the other customers (who apparently found it ok to do nothing in this case, bystander effect, I suppose). It's surreal. They show up, talk to him, and he totally changes his demeaner, and we sort out that, yes, this is indeed my package. I'm filing assault charges against this man now, and I thought I'd let everyone know to not support a place either owned by or that employs abusive racists like this man. I'm seriously still shaking at this very moment. read more