I typically go to the Vig on 16th street and it's a pretty cool place. I had tickets to see U2 this past Friday at US Airways Center and decided to take my date to the Vig Fillmore first for dinner since it's pretty close.
We arrived at 615 and headed to the outside tables since the weather was so nice. There were several reserved tables and only one communal table left available. We sat down and talked with another couple at the table that was just about to leave. A server came by and took our drink order.
After waiting about 10 minutes another server came over and said our table was reserved and we would have to get up. I pointed out that the tables that were reserved had neat little signs on them saying they were in fact reserved. Ours did not. She said that was their mistake and we'd have to get on the list which was an hour wait. I asked if she was really kicking us out of our seats after already ordering and having been there 15 minutes, and she said yup. I used some choice sarcasm, got up in a harrumph and went right next door to Cibo and had a great dinner. I never been treated like that in my entire life. Nuff said.