Gold Cane Cocktail Lounge — Local services in San Francisco

I used to like to come here for many reasons. Mostly because I've been coming since the 90's. I don't live in the city anymore but when I come back an this is a spot I'll stop. Today came in to do some schoolwork. Took a couple hours. Bought a couple beers whilst doing the work, after I was finished (and during) I was sitting next to another patron named Kim. Cool guy- also from out of town. As I was packing up to leave I said hello to a women (Megan the hair dresser) who was sitting by me for the entire time I was there. Tried to be polite as she looked stressed so I said hello. She lost it and started attacking me for that. I asked her if she hates men she said "yes." Ok man hater bar now.... So much for the height street love- now I'm sitting in the same bar I've been coming to since the 90's and supporting (I've even done a band photo shoot here) and it's ok for women to say they hate men. Then the bartender comes over and ask me to leave for saying hello to the man hater. You literally can't make this stuff up. They have ruined the vibes here with man hating leftists who openly admit they hate men. This woman in the picture should be fired immediately...

Have to say that this is not a bar that I go to regularly in the Haight. Went with a friend who wanted to sit outside. Color me surprised as I’ve been here several times over the years but didn’t realize that they had an outdoor area. (It is usually a stop if we’re doing a pub crawl on Haight but never a destination.) It’s two levels with the bathroom at the top of the stairs and this little patio at the top. Got “reprimanded” by a regular for having our seats too close to the lights in the bushes. I guess she pays for the lights herself and they got caught the chairs. It was an odd experience and certainly one that made me feel very unwelcome. I suppose that was the intention but that’s fine as there are PLENTY of bars...

Old timer story. Used to hang out here back in the late 80s. I remember on St Patty's day two bartenders were working; Pat and Paul (I think it was Paul). I think Alex the owner was too. Paul was gay and pretty uptight most of the time. The place was packed and Paul was fed up with the drunken crowd so about 6pm he stood up on the bar in the middle of the room, motioned with his arms like he was dividing the room in half and started screaming in his Irish accent "Everybody from here to the street, you're all 86'd". He went on awhile trying to kick people out but nobody left. We had a big group of regulars who were from Ireland, mostly. Good guys but really drank alot. I guess we all did back then. Not...