If you’re looking for a place where your sanity will be brutally assaulted , congratulations, you’ve found Masterson Bar. This excuse for an establishment has been completely overtaken by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's revolting conduct , leaving a path of chaos and misery in their ruinous path.
These two are the definition of buzzkill embodied , with all the charm of a rusty nail and the decency level of sewer rats, leeching off those already on shaky ground who just want to enjoy a drink or two without being exploited for their own selfish desires . It's as if they’re molding this bar into a sinister funhouse where they can manipulate people at any time they choose .
Their behavior has been marked by underhanded plotting , complete apathy, and a flagrant dismissal of any morality . Their M.O. involves exploiting distressed women , coercing them into oblivion with drinks , with Gillian urging them to drink until the sobbing stops , and then this pair zeroes in on their compromised emotional state . It's like they're trying to create some kind of toxic cocktail that will leave everyone emotionally scarred .
One thing that really takes the cake is how they'll smile in your face while sharpening the knife for your back. They’ve mastered the art of breaking news turning every interaction into a tightrope walk , perpetually waiting for the other shoe to drop. Two-faced monsters . It's enough to wear anyone down.
Don’t ask me to describe their behavior out of public view . The horror stories of their private abuse are endless only to turn around and pretend like everything is fine when the coast is clear . It’s textbook gaslighting , ladies and gentlemen, and it's not pretty .
So if you value your sanity , and would rather not fall into their trap by a pair of moral sinkholes , avoid Masterson Bar like the plague . Believe me, it’s a disaster waiting to happen . This place is a complete fucking shit hole , and I'm giving it negative stars if I could for its revolting treatment.