Wild country — Restaurant in Harker Heights

It was a rare night for my wife and I to get out and shake our tails. My wife loves line dancing and she said this place came highly recommended from friends. Mind you, we've never been here before and rarely go out at all. We walked into the building in a lobby type area. There was a young lady at the cashier's machine but she was on her phone for some time. I looked around and no one seemed to care that we had been standing there without accomplishment for a solid 5 minutes. There was no one in front or behind us. We were both a little confused as we didn't know if there was a cover charge being that no one acknowledged our presence. We waited, then we walked in. I heard a yell, probably from the cashier and a little fellow asked me to go back and pay. I apologized and told him it was our first time there and didn't know because she was busy on her cell phone. I walked up to the cashier and told her, I don't have an issue paying but you were on your phone. She said, "what?" Paused, processed, then immediately walked to a gent outside. We were perplexed. We waited still and the same small fellow came as be asked us to step outside to which another gent with a large beard said, "I'm sorry but we can't let you in". I replied, "why? What's the problem?" He said well sometimes people try to come in a little too drunk and we reserve the right to refuse service. Mind you again, it's just my wife and I and I'm the designated driver, not a lick to drink. I told him the first issue I have is, you assuming I'm drunk when I'm clearly not, second is not even asking me or giving me some assumptive explanation as to why. My wife asked to speak to a manager. I told her, I'd rather not give them a penny of my money and left. We headed back to Copperas Cove and hit FUBAR, no line dancing and the crowd is a bit younger but we had a great time. I wouldn't recommend Wild Country place for some 40 somethings looking...

November 3 2007 me and 3 battle buddies went to this club for a good time but instead I woke in the hospital with a fractured skull and an injured neck. Me and a battle decided to ride the mechanical bull that was in the establishment. When it was my turn I tried to lean over and let go to fall on the padding but my foot got stuck on the front of the saddle. Instead of stopping the bull the operator sped it up and threw me into the iron reels that was on the side.

One of my buddies said he gave me mouth to mouth and another called 911. I was told the operator laughed and that the club didn't do anything while I was lifeless on that floor. I didn't wake up until the next afternoon (13½hours later) when I heard my Plt SFC and 1Lt talking.

After a few months of learning basic skills again (23 years old) I found a lawyer to take the case but he wanted a copy of the waiver from the club. When I tried to get in they wouldn't allow me entry. I was never able to get that waiver to pursue legal action fir injuries I am still dealing with 24/7, 365, for the past 14½ years. Anyone...

So I went to this spot nice place and nice atmosphere. Then I have a random person walk up to my male friend and tell us to go outside and talk to someone. We get outside and it's an African American bouncer who asks us how we were getting home? What I don't understand is if we were doing something wrong why didn't the Caucasian bouncer just ask us instead of sending us to the African American bouncer? Why ask us to leave? We didn't do anything wrong, no arguments with anyone, we were spending money at the bar and honestly, I felt we were profiled and discriminated against. There weren't many African Americans in there. I'm a soldier serving in the military, I felt totally disrespected and discriminated against and its sad. We calmly left. I didn't like that. We came as a couple. We weren't drunk and it just outright made me feel uncomfortable. The music was great but I don't recommend this place for African Americans, especially if you are a...