Michelle R.
Yelp
Nearly walked out. Wish we had. I live in the neighborhood and my friend and I checked it out on a Sunday night. It was pretty dead, with all customers at the bar. The bar is literally split in two that are mirror images, where bartenders can walk to either side, but there are registers and drinks on either side.
We waited about 20 minutes and watched the bartenders pass us many times. We were chatting and catching up, so it wasn't that noticeable to us at first, but definitely there was no welcome when we sat down. After a while, I asked my friend if they were still open because we had been waiting so long. The bartenders walked past us so often, but they did not look over at us or make eye contact, like they wanted us to leave. When people ignore you, they are usually telling you that they don't want to interact with you.
Our catch up session ended and we started watching the two bartenders, trying to make eye contact. It's a small place with very few people there, so it probably was more effort for them to ignore us than to just get us some beers. The bar was all old white guys, mixed with some younger white guys. One of the bartenders, actively ignoring us, signed a guy at the bar's cast, which reminded me of grade school.
We finally got drinks, but I was STEAMING mad. If I was not with my friend, I would have said something, but I didn't. At that time. Later, I notice that there is a guy next to me with take out. He has his take out and his credit card out. He looks sad. I ask him, "Are they ignoring you?"
He says that he has been there for 10 minutes, the bartenders are walking around him, having conversations with others in front of his face, ignoring him, and he's still there.
I tell him he should just leave and the service is ridiculous. I'll vouch for the guy. He's been there so long at this point, I think one could arguable reason that they just forgot if they paid or not.
The bartender comes around again, and the take out guy, (a big gorgeous African American man who had no ring single Atlanta ladies btw) asks if he can pay. The bartender says, "What makes you think that you can't pay?"
WOW
They start yelling at each other now, like parent and child. It was both fantastic and awful at the same time. The bartender tells the customer that there are 40 people at the bar he has to take care of (this is not true, there were like 10 and he wasn't taking care of anyone, just seemingly tweaking running around and talking but doing nothing). Then the bartender says he isn't even on the clock, like he's doing this guy a favor
Beautiful customer points out that no one is at the bar anymore. "The way you are talking is making people leave. Look! There is no one here!" I looked down our side of the bar, and the 3 people (which was everyone) at the bar had disappeared.
The guy pays and leaves. It's like a victory. I clap for him in my head.
We then are asked if we want another beer. Surprising! A minute later the other bartender asks if we want anything. Now we don't.
It was bizarre. Will never ever ever return. Which seems to be what they wanted in the first place.