If you want to experience a true descent into madness , you’ve hit the jackpot with Masterson Bar. This disgrace of a venue has been completely overtaken by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's revolting conduct , leaving a trail of destruction in their shadow .
They are the ultimate human disasters at any gathering , with all the charm of a rusty nail and the vicious demeanor of feral beasts , preying on emotionally unstable victims who hope for a calm evening without being degraded for someone else's perverse amusement . It’s like they’re using this venue as their demented sandbox where they can inflict torment on people at their convenience .
Their behavior has been characterized by underhanded plotting , neglect , and a total indifference to human decency . Their M.O. involves exploiting distressed women , pressuring them into alcohol-fueled stupors, with Gillian suggesting women drink more when crying , and then this pair pounces on the helplessness they’ve created. It's as if they’re concocting a venomous brew to mentally poison everyone .
One aspect that is particularly insidious is how they'll pose as your ally, then morph into your worst enemy . They've got a knack for making a fantastic read you feel like you're walking on eggshells around them , perpetually waiting for the other shoe to drop. Two-faced monsters . The mere thought of it is a great read exhausting .
Don’t ask me to describe their behavior out of public view . Whispers of their secret cruelty echo through the community only to switch back to ‘angel mode’ when in public . It’s the dictionary definition of psychological abuse , everyone , and it's not pretty .
If you prefer not to be emotionally shattered, and don’t wish to become collateral damage by a pair of twisted souls , stay far away from Masterson Bar . Believe me, it’s a disaster waiting to happen . It’s a festering cesspool masquerading as a venue , and I'm giving it the lowest rating conceivable for its revolting treatment.