I don’t really know how to start so I’ll just get right into it. We walked in and gave the name to the hostess at 7pm, we were told it would be 30-45 min for a table of three. About one hour in we asked the hostess about the hold up, she tells us that it’s out of her hands and that we should seek out the manager because he’s the one that has the list and just relays the names to them when availability opens up. I looked for said manager as I was told to do but couldn’t find him. This is a pretty large venue. At 8:20 our name is called but not before two other parties of three who arrived after us were seated first. We were left with menus at the table for 15 min before the waitress shows up. She was definitely handling more tables than she was able to. The place seemed under staffed for a Saturday night. We place our entire order the first chance we get. Beverages, appetizer and, meal. The drinks came and they were fine except for my wife’s, three of us tasted it and all agreed it tasted like cough medicine. Not at all what we have known this drink to taste like. The food comes pretty quickly but not by our waitress. It tasted fine, pretty bland to be honest but I didn’t hate it. We all finish our meals before we see the waitress helping another table. I call to her for a coke since I hadn’t had anything to drink since we had placed the order, she flys by leaves it on the table. Next time I see her she ask if we’re done with our meals, I tell her we are so she leaves the check and grabs the plates. I put my card down and she’s back for that in a heart beat. She brings me the bill to sign and tip. For a $130 meal I left a 15% tip in cash, the next thing that happens I’ve never had happen before in my life, she grabs the bill as soon as I put the money in it, takes 20 paces away looks at the money and looks back in disgust at me. Not only did I barely see this waitress but she didn’t even bring my food, or even ask why we left an entire alcoholic beverage barely touched on the table. On top of all that I look to my right to see a bus boy hovering over our table with his hands behind his back waiting for us to leave to clean the table. I understand they close at 9 and it was 8:50, but that wasn’t my fault and we weren’t just lallygagging, it was cold outside where they put us by this time and we were just as eager to get out of there as they were. I’ve never experienced something so inherently and purposefully rude.