You got served ... eventually
Someone needs to light a fire under half the bartenders in this city. Pretty much every time I go out in Baltimore, I run into the same problem: lackluster service.
Unless I’m the only person in the place, and I have the bartender’s undivided attention, I usually stand there with money in my hand while the bartender chats up a friend or fellow server or flat out ignores customers instead of taking drink orders. Some bartenders have this attitude where they think it’s your privilege to be served by them.
Sure, it can get stressful when the bar’s packed and people are shouting drink orders. But when I go out in Washington, Philadelphia or New York City, the bartenders seem to be twice as efficient. I’ve rarely waited long in those cities.
Yeah, I know, the beer’s much cheaper in Baltimore. And the bartenders are friendlier here, on the whole. That’s all well and good. But when I need a refill, I’d like to have one without a whole lot of wrangling.
What has your experience been with service in city bars? Feel free to leave a comment.