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| - How do I rate my experience? Picture this - you're the uncool kids in high school and you're looking for a seat in the cafeteria and all the cool kids are looking at you like you have leprosy. That was our current experience. From the bartender who in his best condescending voice told me that they had "plenty" of room at the back for 7 people, to two female servers who winced and grimaced through every transaction with their fake-as-fuck smile plastered over their face, followed by the tsunami of wind that came from every exaggerated eye-roll after asking for reasonable things like a straw for a drink, this whole experience was just. total. shit. I mean - unsalvageable shit. Honestly, for a restaurant that was 15% full, you think some customers would be treated with at least a modicum of cordiality, but alas, no. We spent 2 hours feeling like a grave burden on two very under-worked waitresses that, really, should have taken a moment to realize the context of the situation. You serve, we buy; you serve well, we buy more. As you can imagine, we bought very little and left quickly, despite the great appetizer deal at 50% off before 6. Again, if you have such a deal, naturally we're going to take advantage of it, so if that's what you're pissy about, take it up with your boss who made the promotion. All in all... if you're a university student with low standards and a focus on getting fed and drunk, visit paupers. If you have any sense of being treated like a person, go somewhere else. (our visit: Sunday, October 2nd, 3pm - servers, 2 young white females, reddish hair, and a whole lot of attitude plastered very thinly beneath a false veneer of hospitality).
(ADDED: In response to the owner's comment, we DID speak to the bartender, asking about the poor service and he was as flippant as the waitresses.)
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