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Flaming Saddles...More like Flaming Drama

I visited the bar on 11/12/11 from out of town. Asked the cute bar tender for a vodka tonic with a splash of cran. He forgot the cran, and when I asked for it, he obliged but forgot the straw. He then did a great vamp of Madonna's Vogue on the bar...nice butt! By then happy hour was ending and much of the crowd left and seats at the bar opened up. So I saddled up to the bar. My glass was empty, but instead of getting a refill, I was subjected to an verbal sparring between the guy walking the floor and the bar tender. To say the least the bar tender had a hissy-fit. The cute bar tender went away from the bar and came back with larger containers of cut fruit and proceeded to fill many various receptacles with his fruit...my glass is still empty. He then ran up to what appeared to be the bar manager and told his tale of woe...my glass is still empty. He continues to unload his fruit...my glass is still empty...finally he gets done with his duties... and two guys walk up to bar and stand right next to me, an the bar tender starts serving them...my glass is still empty. At this point I do not need the agravation, there are plenty of gay bars to be found in Hell' Kitchten, I walked out. This bar needs to focus on customer service, and less on drama!