So, I get off of work at Midnight on technically Friday morning and I'm hungry. I'm checking Yelp and see St. Stephen's Green in MountainView. They're open til 1:30am, have beer and a Lamb Burger. I'm very intrigued. So I head down to Castro street and see the only place open..the only Irish place open at that. That must be it! Nope, it was Molly Magees. I remember babysitting my old dumbass drunk friends here at Molly's while they got turned down by broads and almost started fights with Security a decade or so ago. The place is the same as it was then. Crappy beer, the same exact Mac Dre songs playing, blah looking women who are entertaining these loser guys with boring, basic bitch conversation, and bored Security Goons. I paid $5 for what equates to a pat down by Security to get in to a place I didn't ever want to go back to. So..what the hell, I'm here, I'm still hungry. I'll fill my stomach with beer then! I take a seat at the bar and I'm waiting for either of the 2 male bartenders to notice I'm waiting here. The older, white bartender is flirting with a group of guys and the other young, Mexican one is on the other side...ok. Tell me why there's 2..3..4..6 security goons and 2 people taking the entry fee and giving stamps?! There's all of these staff standing around and I can't get a beer at the bar?!?! So after an eternity of about 5 minutes watch those awful music videos, the Mexican bartender finally noticed me. Hey, I'm only the best looking m@=/%!&*:÷×(] in here. How could you not see me??? Coincidentally, Molly's has the same Red Ale I would've ordered at St. Stephen's has I made it there. Smithwick's Irish Red Ale..unimpressive, not much flavor, and at $8.25..Meh!!! So I'm drinking my beer. These 2 black kids show up..must've had fake I.D.'s? These guys are behind me but to my right side. One of them..breath smells like s@#* The Mexican bartender takes their order, and a few minutes later returns with 2 glasses of Modelo. Apparently, that was the wrong order? They ordered some sissy, fruity, fizzy drinks in a can called White Claw..?? ..What starts with P and ends with ussies? AHAHAHA!!! I finish my beer. Then I'm waiting another eternity of 5 minutes. This time I see a Brown Ale..pooh, this has to be better that the red ale right? Nope, has a small lingering aftertaste but basically the same..and again at $8.25. So I get half way through drinking my 2nd and and last beer when this weird, drunk, white guy shows up and trys to to get me to drink out of his glas... whatever IPA he was drinking. 1. I don't drink out of dudes glasses. 2. I don't drink out of strangers glasses. 3. IPA's and light beers are f*&^=÷ awful! I hate them! 4. This was very unsolicited encounter. He's some drunk guy whose trying to talk to me about the beer menu..eventually he wanders off somewhere..I finished my half a beer quickly and decided even though I was only there 30 minutes..between the crappy, overpriced beer, bad music, meh service, weird, drunk, white guy, and the pat down from Security..that was enough action for 1 night. Jesus, some things don't ever change. read more