This bar is in the middle of the casino floor at Aria. Coming here has made me actually consider what I consider to be serviceable service.
We walked in and immediately had no idea of whether or not we should sit at the bar, or in the comfy looking lounge seats encircling the bar. There was a buxom waitress whose goal it seemed to be to ignore absolutely everyone unless they trekked over to her and told her something.
She'd stare out into the floor for long stretches, looking for something. Maybe a lost love. Maybe she was thinking about politics.
I went up to her after the requisite 7.5 minutes and asked her, "do we ask you for
drinks or do we get them from the bartender?"
She said, "I can take your order or you can get them from the bartender!"
Warning sign.
Anyway I ordered from her and she carded us which somehow made me feel better. Our drinks came after another 7.5 minutes and they were good. We paid cash and expected change because it was more than a typical tip and she said she'd be right back. And we probably wanted another drink. However, she never came back, so after 7.5 minutes waiting for to her to come back after finishing our drinks, we left.
And she said as we were leaving, "bye guys! thanks for coming."
Felt like theft. So I think that's my definition of bad service. This is some kind of anti-service game that City Bar is playing that has made me question my reason for existence. They ignore you, and then ignore you extra-hard if you've succeeded in getting their attention at least once.
Good for philosophy majors I guess. I don't know for sure because I wasn't one.
So many better places to drink alcohol in the world.