Gunniess family v the Murphy Family.
On two separate occasions I've had this happen to me in Cork city. First occasion was on a stag, Early morning going for the cure, fella behind the bar refused to serve me G, told me it's Murphys down here boi. I thought he was doing the whole cute Cork hoor act and I laughed, but the fcker stood firm,. Took about 5 mins of arguing to get my stout of choice.
The second time was at my sisters Grad in Cork. All the family out for dinner in a nice restaurant. I asked for a pint of Art and was told, it's Murphys here. Didn't argue, the next time I went for a leak I took a gander over to the bar area and noticed a Guinness tap in operation. Wtf?
On reading the history of Guinness book I believe that there was once some sort of a gentlemans agreement between the families, G agreed to stay out of Cork county and Murphys agreed to stay out of the Dublin market. As Guinness grew they reneged on this agreement and broke into Cork.
A shot across the bow.