Ruby Tuesday as a chain can be very hit or miss. The location and level of engagement from the staff tend to determine the quality. This place lived up to its poor rating.
First of all, they had the weirdest cut bar I'd ever seen. One section on the right had a single seat separate from the main bar. Is that for lonely people? Smelly people? Is it like an isolation chamber that serves alcohol?
The other odd part was the row of seats right next to the kitchen entrance thus ensuring that the entire time you're sitting down there will be MANY people walking briskly behind you. Some carried hot food while others hoisted dirty plates. I can't imagine that improving your dining experience.
We sat at the normal part of the bar expecting to get quick service. I mean, you can almost touch the bartender (did I mention the bar was small?), so the expectation was that he'd be quick. Nope, I was dead wrong. Either he was brand spanking new or in no particular hurry.
It took a while to place our order for drinks (he liked to disappear) and then it took another while to place our order for food (again, he's like Houdini). The salad bar was in rough shape like it had been mugged. There was bacon strewn across several sections while the remaining parts had meager amounts of vegetables. My girl had to snag a manager and ask for it to be cleaned and replenished.
My burger came out decent and the wings didn't kill us, so on Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs we achieved the bottom level - food that would sustain our bodies.
Was it enjoyable? Not really. Will we ever go back? Hell no. Do I feel bad for anyone who has to eat there? Absolutely.