Bartender Justin
Justin is a bartender, writer, all-around nice guy, and too fucking cool for school. And I mean that in the best possible way. Single? No. To be gazed at by gaggles of bar fly lolitas in unabashed admiration? What do you think?…
Age: 30
Hometown: Sophia, North Carolina
Where you live now:
Brooklyn, New York (though it’s soon to be Wilmington, North Carolina)
Eye Color: Blue
Height: Six feet and two inches. Approximately.
What do you “do”?
I read books and I dream about being a genius. All in preparation for one day being a genius.
Age you lost “it”? 17
What do you look for in a girl?
I used to look for hot and crazy. But now I’m into 5′2″ blonde girls named Jaime.
How would you describe your style?
Goodbye Columbus meets Welcome to the Dollhouse. However, I cannot attest to the accuracy of this statement.
Tattoos? Two. One is a picture of a bobby, with the word “vigilante” beneath. The other, a scripty #3.
Where do you like to hang out?
At home mostly. Remember, I’m 30. I’m totally comfortable getting trashed on my couch.
What do you consider your greatest accomplishment?
It may be too soon to brag, but hey…my boys can swim.
What’s your craziest bartending story?
Well, it involves a butcher-knife-wielding Puerto Rican drugdealer and an exploding glass door. Did I mention the squealing Wall Street Broker pigman gnawing on my leg as I attempted to bludgeon his head?
I would say I’m tired, my friends would say I’m to blame for that.
Justin in action at Rope Bar in Fort Greene.
