This is the most indifferent bar I have ever seen. It isn't hipster, it isn't edgy; the attitude of the bar staff is that they don't give a fuck about the customer.
Can I see a list of draft beers? The bar tender throws a hockey puck in my general direction with the list of beers attached. Ten minutes later, he comes back to ask if I want a beer. Geniuses, they're not.
How many different wing flavors with a 24 pack? One. Really? That's all? "Well, if you don't like it, go somewhere else..."
Best advice of the night. Douchebags...