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| - Oh, just a quick but late update - ended up coming in here on St Patricks Day because every other place was packed. They had 13 open tables (I counted them) and space at the bar...meaning it was very, very empty for St Patricks Day.
The server said it would be about an hour.
After laughing, I looked at her and realized she was serious. So while she was still in mid-sentence, I grabbed my group and we walked straight to the bar, where there were more than 4 seats available (there were a ton, because this place is a stuffy fuckhole), and we sat there and drank beer for a while, because it's St Patricks Day and even when the bar you're in sucks, you stay there if there's ample room because every other place is wall-to-wall packed.
About 90 minutes later, I turned around and counted. There were 12 open tables still.
Good job, hostess, on being as much of a disaster as the bar you work for!
Seriously, can these people do anything right?
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