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| - Since apparently it's the only place uptown that has the Saturday night fights, we checked into Hooters for a few drinks and little UFC...
This was not my first trip to a Hooters, but my first time to this location, though really - what's the difference? Girls in unflattering outfits (yes, some pull it off, but a lot do not), sub par food, odd amounts of parents with their children, and enough liquor to quench your thirst.
We were seated near plenty of TVs, ordered our drinks and everything seemed fine. We were checked on just enough (every time our drinks hit 2/3 empty) and from what I could tell, it was going to be a decent few hours even though out of every corner of my eye I could see a child squirming around in their chair. Then, there was the shift change... new waitress, new division of tables, and adios decent service! I could catch glimpses of her bleached hair, but could never make eye contact so our drinks sat empty, and then we had to wait forever for the check, and then even longer for her to come back with my card... I would have been a little more understanding if they were slammed, but for a bar uptown on a Saturday night, they weren't even close.
If I ever find myself in this Hooters again, I'm going to sit at the bar.
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