San Jose Moose Lodge 401

The bartender is extremely rude. Wouldn’t sell me a bag of chips because I was playing bingo as if I were a lowlife. I could tell he felt good embarrassing the hell out of me in front of the full bar of veterans.
What he doesn’t know is that my first cousin was kia Vietnam, my Dad’s brother kia WWII, and 2 more of my uncles survived The Invasion of Normandy. But I kept my mouth shut so he could have his moment of making himself feel good for making me feel bad.
I stayed away from here for 2 years. Now there is no snack machine in the hallway, no snack bar for the bingo players, not even a drinking fountain.
No heat upstairs either so if you want to catch a cold or pneumonia, this is the place to go.
For snacks, they tell you to go to 7 – 11 around the corner across the street.