I auctioned off 3 of my JCrew jeans while we waited to be waited on. First there was this half bald teen when we walked in who seemed to have an attitude and little to no clue what was occurring. There was this hipster guy behind the counter that might as well not even work there because he didn't know anything. Then, we got 4 of the staff workers trying to figure out how to make the shake machine work. Meanwhile, no one is seating or taking anyone's orders. In fact, half the restaurant just got up and left by the end. The food reminded me of myself, abnormally moist and has lots of grease.