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| - **This review pertains to Monday Nights ONLY**
I have to start off by saying any other day and any other time I would be writing this review and giving it a zillion stars...I LOVE the DD...its been a staple in my nightlife since I have lived here. I have taken family members, future ex husbands and my friends here...many for their first time. I remember the days of the bras and the infamous mechanical horse. The Double Down holds a special place in my heart.
Now on to why I wrote this...I went into the Double Down the day after Christmas to meet up with some friends who were visiting from CA and it wasn't too busy, the bar was full but not really anywhere else in the bar. It took a while for the bartender to acknowledge that we were ready to drink, my boyfriend got tired of waiting so he went to the other side of the bar to get the bartenders attention. We have been there when it is shoulder to shoulder and we have had the bartenders pay more attention than this one. My boyfriend is a regular at the DD and said that every time that bartender is working, the same stuff happens...you wait forever for a drink and the dude acts like you're bugging him. This is what my problem is...the guys general demeanor. I'm not saying that the other bartenders are all about glitter and cosmopolitans but this guy was an asshole. Through out the night anytime we wanted a drink we had to stretch ourselves to get his attention and the last straw was at the end of our night was when we were all getting ready to close our tabs my boyfriend and I *accidentally* started speaking to him at the same time stating we wanted to close our tab out and he had MAJOR attitude, scoffed, gave us both a NASTY look and said "One at a time people, what do you want??" I was actually kind of taken aback by the way he spoke to us. I was pretty shocked that my boyfriend didn't say anything to him at the time. We closed our tab out and I vowed to NEVER go back on a Monday night, or any time I see him there...it was the worst DD experience I ever had.
I mean, I get it...the DD (back in the day) had a stigma...grime and whiskey and bad-asses getting into fights over the punk band that is playing that night. This wasn't that night and um sir, this isn't Dicks Last Resort where you need to fake your bad-assness and be insanely rude to your patrons because it says in your handbook that the girls are going to want you more if you're an asshole. It's great that he's in a band, a pretty well known band, but what does that have to do with tending bar and pouring a few drinks? I am sure that his fans probably totally disagree and that's ok. I'm just letting you know if you want a normal DD experience...dont go on a Monday night.
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