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| - Initially, I was peeved because I had arrived with a birthday coupon and the "boy" working there had informed me that I had to purchase an extra entree and that it was for dine-in only. Right away, they are telling me that "you can't get want you want, especially for your birthday."
So, I was there, I might as well just eat.
Low and behold, a hidden treasure if I ever did find one. My server had replied "yes" to everything I asked for. From what I had seen, she was the only one waiting on tables and she had time to stop and check on me several times, and not just -can I put you on hold,click- she stayed, waited, and dignified my request with a reply. I used to rely on Hooter's-Mission Valley for great service, but that was 10 years ago, and all the Hooter's locations in Las Vegas are just another Denny's to me- impersonal, no smile, one or two water refill checks.
Heather was her name. The type of service she had exhibited is reminiscent of Sunday morning Cracker Barrel from a middle aged lady circa 1984. This service is non-existent today, in fact most of 90's and all of the 2000's is nothing short of piss poor, with Heather at the Henderson location on Stephanie being the exception. I am now going to schedule 90% of my dining-out meals here. I mean the food was okay, but there isn't one place out there that can impress me with their culinary findings.
Thanks, Heather, for giving me a experience that made me cry.
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