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| - So, I wanted a sixer and I inquired of the guy at the hostess stand if sixer purchasing was still in play -- thinking it might not be the same hours as the bar -- the fellow I spoke with responded with a condescending "yes" and informed me that it'd be more expensive than a six pack of Miller lite.
While I admit that I'm not out shopping for a new yacht every fortnight, I'm not exactly living in the gutter. I mean, I showered today, I brushed my teeth, put on clean clothes, and appear generally well kempt.
So, I turned around and left with no beer in hand. I'm not sure what the standards are for making a six pack purchase, but I recommend that at a MINIMUM you wear formal attire and have your driver pull the Bugatti directly into the entry way, just in case.
As for me, between this experience and an even more aggravating incident at the Friendship location, I don't think I'll be returning.
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