White Rabbit Pub — Restaurant in Fayetteville

The rude blond bartender got under my skin the second I walked in the door.

I was just passing through & heard this was a place for live music so I stopped in for one.

The first words out of her mouth were confrontational. She started out by over explaining everything. She said I had to sign in but I tried telling her I'd never been there B4. She wouldn't stop talking in a condescending manner even after I told her I, like any other person that's ever lived or had a drink in NC, was familiar with the "private club" rules. She took my ID & scanned it which I found intrusive. Why do they need to store my personal information?! I've only been to a couple places in the US that do that & never returned to any of them for that reason. Then she told me my phone # wasn't a real one. I said it was & she insisted I put another so I put a fake one in. to her credit, I got a special number for my business that may look unreal to a layman, I don't give my personal # to anyone I don't know. Most people dont like to & it's a bad business tactic in my opinion..

She kept talking down to me and kept insisting that I pay in cash because I said I was just getting one drink & there's a card minimum, blah, blah, blah. Yeah lady, I said I was paying cash right off the bat, had cash IN MY HAND, & I told her I had seen the signs all over incl the one right in front of me! But she just wouldn't stop over explaining.

I asked what ciders they had, she told me the options & I chose the one I liked best & she just kept talking down to me explaining what they were, I said I was familiar, that's why I ordered it. she kept talking, telling what the style was, describing one as bitter.. hahaha. As a brewer w/ 30yrs experience I know there's usually nothing in a cider to 'bitter' it unless it's a hopped style. What she described as a bitter character was a semi sweet cider that Ive drank B4 often. I do not need to be condescended to by some undereducated, small town bar hag. I watched her talk to other locals that came in the same way. What a creep..

I finally had my drink.

Some dork was playing guitar & singing loudly in my ear. I wasn't annoyed with it, so when he stopped, I tried to strike up a conversation. I generally try to be a nice & friendly person but he snubbed me. haha. I had considered playing their open mic but, I said this ain't worth it, slammed ½ my drink & walked out chuckling to myself about how weird this spot was & I had been there about 11 minutes..

I gave an extra star only for the benefit of the doubt. Maybe it was an off night & the place is great but I wouldn't go out of my way based on this experience. It's a small dive with a little stage in the corner. Wonder if there's ever good music...

1:00 am we left after having a great time. We had drinks, beer, shot a bunch of pool, played corn hole outside and listened to karaoke. I gotta tell you this was me and my lady's first time here and we were blown away by the diversity of the crowd. Younger people, older people, military, hippies, rockers, country, gay, straight and I think every race was there. Everybody having fun, no troublemakers. The singers were impressive. A black woman sung Black Sabbaths Warpigs and freaking killed it! She was so good. Hope to hear her again. Thats some of the good, now the bad, which I hate to point out but a reviews no good doing a review thats not totally honest. This bar is dirty, dark and does not waste any money on decor. When we arrived, I was ready to leave. The place was slow at 9:00 pm, the karaoke dj was late and I saw 2 roaches on the floor by the pool tables. I was almost out of there but we stuck it out and had a great time. Drinks reasonably priced. We will go back. Even though it wasn't as clean as it could have been, we had a great time. The people make the bar and the White Rabbit has all kinds!...

No moshing and no draft beers, how is this place still running? Also: —My girlfriend was served a drink in a cracked glass. The bartender wiped away the $2-3 of leaked cocktail with no refill or refund then just handed her a new glass to make the transfer herself. —Staff was weirdly stringent about drinks in the parking lot. I wasn’t allowed to bring a solo cup of water from the bar to the parking lot and back into the bar “because it could be refilled with something else.” —The goofy contract they make you sign. —$15 card minimum is just lame and an obvious cash grab.

I don’t write reviews often, but this place left an awful taste in my mouth. It’s not like the neuroticism even matters – patrons were passing around whisky flasks left and right, and I just walked on with my solo cup with no repercussions (any cops looking for some action, it’d be a breeze to bust this place and you’d do the world a favor). But seriously, how do you invite metal bands to play on a Saturday night and then try to tell people...