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| - Oh Arsenal Lanes...we could have really had something...
Bowling? I haven't been bowling in like 10 years. It was a friend's birthday and a large group of us went to dinner and then headed to Arsenal as per birthday girl's request. It was a Monday night. When we arrived we saw the signs "$8 All You Can Bowl." Our group was met at the top of the stairs by the door man who was taking the money and giving everyone bracelets. Another friend and I didn't want to bowl, and were just going to hang out and drink (you know...sit at the bar and SPEND MONEY) but we were told, and I quote "well, unfortunately you still have to pay the $8 cover." Really? Wow...turn off number one. So I whip out my debit card and it's "sorry, cash only." Sure, why not. I mean, it's only 2013. So I ask for direction to the ATM and "it's out of order." Well of course it is. So, all of our friends pony up our admission and we head to the bar.
I wanted to love this place. I really did. The decor is killer. The back bar was beautiful. I felt like I should be smoking cigarettes out of one of those stick things and wearing a bustier...but I digress.
I was willing to ignore the junk attitude of the doorman and the $8 cover to drink and not bowl when I saw the sign that said "Monday is Service Industry Night $1 Drafts." Score. Or not. We were informed by the bartender that the bar took debit, but only with a $10 minimum. This annoys me. I know MANY places place minimums on their credit/debit purchases but this isn't legit. For real, legally, they can't. Look it up. Anyway...The dollar DRAFTS (plural) were advertised on yet another piece of propaganda as Coors. Fine. We were then TOLD that the only $1 drafts were actually Pabst Blue Ribbon. Hey, I'm from WV, so I can work with that. HOWEVER, at this point, I'm over this place. The bartender's attitude was just as, if not more, stellar than the doorman's. I told a friend, fcuk this place, I'm not giving them any more of my money. He pushes a 5 in my hand and insists my gal pal (the other non-bowler) and I have a Pabst and chill. I give her the 5, tell her "whatever" and go have a seat. My boyfriend ordered shots. They were overpriced, to say the least.
So my girl friend goes to get a few of those dollar drafts, it comes to 2.10 with tax. Yeah...figure that out and I'll buy the next round. She gives the guy the 5, and a nickel and 5 pennies. Her aim was to get ones back for a tip, and of course more dollar drafts later. He says "yeah sorry it doesn't take pennies." The "it" he was referring to was his CASH REGISTER DRAWER. She says "it? it's a cash register. It's legal US currency?!" He says "yeah, take it up with my boss." Oh, you mean Mr. $8 to not bowl...yeah, I'm sure he'll listen.
Long story short, this place is a joke. The service is terrible, the attitude of the staff sucks, and believe me, they are the ones missing out. My crew can put down a $500 bar bill easily, but we saved that for the next stop. It's a shame, because as far as looks and lounging this place could have been a real hit. It's no wonder it was DEAD.
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