I went to Lou Dawg's the other night (into the new bar section) with a table of 8 around 10pm. We had just went to see a show, and were all hungry and eager to order our meals. Having all been there at least once before, we knew what we wanted to order going in the door.
We sit down at a table covered in empty glasses and used napkins and stacked everything to the side so that the waitress would be able to pick them up easier. After sitting at the table right in front of the bar for 15 minutes the waitress came over and removed the dishes not saying a word, and not offering to wipe down the sticky beer covered table.
Another 5 minutes rolls around and the same waitress comes back and says "what can I get you all to drink". We told her that we wanted a pitcher of beer and a water and that we were actually ready to order our food (because we had already been seated for 20 minutes). She said "sorry guys I need to get the drinks first then come back and take your orders or I wont remember everything." ...umm then get a note pad?
The waitress then goes over to the bar and proceeds to flirt it up with the men sitting at the bar and about 10 minutes later she brings us our drinks. We have now been sitting for half an hour. She then says "so are you all getting food?" We tell her yes and she says..."ok wait a minute I need to get a note pad." REALLY we told you already we were all getting food.
She finally takes our orders (thank god the kitchen is fast) we got our meals another 10 minutes later. As we are eating our meals, this same waitress then proceeds to TAKE HER SHIRT OFF and start dancing in front of the live musician....ok we know at this point you are eager for tips from the men at the bar...but come on, the rest of us don't care about you trying to get attention, you just look like an idiot.
We finish our meals and it's time to pay. We asked the waitress to split the pitcher 4 ways and who she needed to bill for it. She goes "really guys?" my friend (having worked at a bar before) said to her "I've used the same computer system as you, I know a pitcher can be split with the push of a button." The waitress rolled her eyes and about 10 minutes later brought us our bill and in a snarky voice said "this is the best Im doing for you" (really?! you are the worst waitress ever, extremely slow and now you're being sassy). She had split the pitcher...but put it on the bills of the wrong people.
At this point we didn't care to correct it...and figured the waitress wouldn't have enough brain capacity to fix the problem, so we paid the incorrect bills and left.
Let's just say the extra tip money that she may have gotten from the men at the bar would balance out with the zero tip money we left at our table of 8...