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| - The night STARTED off great. I was here for my favorite band's concert and arrived a few hours early to make sure I got a good seat. Made friends with a couple girls who were also there for the show. We sat at the bar where I played video poker for a while (the bartenders comped my non-alcoholic drinks since I was playing). So far so good. A great bartender and manager were on duty and the girls and I had a great time.
Right before the start of the show, a female bartender informs me that since I had stopped playing I had to surrender my seat to a guy who wanted to play. I told her I was okay playing the machine if I could keep my seat but apparently that was not okay with her since she still made me move. I told the girls that in order to keep the seats that we had waited three hours for, we would have to play, so they put money in the machines and we all squeezed in. No problem. Watched the whole first set without incident although it was frustrating for us to have to concentrate more on making sure we were "playing" in order to keep our seats and not be able to fully watch the show we had waited hours to see.
Time for intermission. One of the girls goes to talk to some friends of hers who were seated elsewhere. I try desperately to get another drink but am ignored. The female bartender returns only to tell me I have to move my new friends things out of her seat. I politely explain that her belongings are in the seat with the machine that still has her money in it and it wouldn't be right for me to cash her out and move her things without her consent. The bartender then tells me I have to move anyway. We try putting more money into the machine but she yells at us and demands we cash out then comes out from behind the bar to make sure we move. Not wanting to cause a scene, we scoot over to the last chair that our friends have and crowd behind it.
Friends leave, I throw money quickly into the machine and sit. Foolishly I assumed that since I was playing more money than I had before my drink would be comped (also since they were all comped before and I was VERY obviously the DD). After trying for nearly 15 minutes to flag down a bartender (they would assist everyone next to us, behind us, and even the people who popped their heads in between us), I manage to order a water and a Coke and am charged (I have NO problem paying for my drinks, I would just have appreciated consistency in the situation).
I would have given this place one star if not for the awesome performances by my favorite band. Still, I would have enjoyed them more if the bartender hadn't constantly glared at us to make sure we were still putting money into the machine. I absolutely LOVE the concept of this venue and the cocktail servers were wonderful; I just wish the bartenders I had dealt with (other than Cory who was GREAT) had been attentive and polite instead of making me and my new friends feel like criminals. While the concerts are free, if you want a good place to sit and be able to see, you're really gonna have to pay for it.
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