Walked in a little before 4pm today with a buddy from work. The guy at the door asked for ID. I'm 53 with a white goatee so I was amused and perturbed at the same time. My buddy is 25 and looks older. Okay...so we sit at the bar. And wait. And wait. We are the only ones at the bar. Four employees behind the bar are working very hard to completely ignore us. We get up and leave after a little over 10 minutes of being ignored.
Thankfully, the wonderful Angels Trumpet Ale House is directly across the street. As soon as we sit down at the bar we are greeted and asked what we'd like to drink.
Fascinating customer service concept that someone might want to teach the manager and employees at the Cobra Arcade Bar.