Absolutely the WORST experience of my entire life at the Muncie, IN Olive Garden. We came to celebrate my 4yr old daughters birthday because this is where she wanted to eat. It took over 15min after having been sat and FINALLY pressing the call server button for someone to stop at our table. 2 other severs had been walking past helping all the other tables. Hostes had even come by when she seated 2 other white ladies after we had been sitting for over 12min with NO ONE stopping. After our waters(3) and lemonade (2) order was taken by someone who specifically said they were not our server, we waited another 5 minutes before our eventual server shows up with those drinks(only 4straws not 5) and some breadsticks. Server begins to ask about appetizers, and we have to stop since we have been sitting and waiting for over 25min by this point, we KNOW what we want to order: 1 kids chicken fingers and grapes, 1 kids Alfredo fettuccine and grapes, 1 soup and salad with zupa Toscana, 2 never ending pasta bowls, 1 with chicken fritta and then salads. It takes another 15min to get the bowl of lettuce (literally like 1 drop of dressing, not dressed AT ALL) and a bowl of Kale with some sausage chunks and potato peels(like the VERY bottom leftovers of the soup pot) and the last straw. Server dissappear again for over 15min. My mom says she needs to go to the restroom, instead(unbeknownst to me)finds the server to 'see' where her section is, since it's NOT near us or within eye sight. Then talks to the hostesses about how we have been treated. Now, the main server in our section stops to ask if we need anything since he now realizes we've been neglected. The only thing we want is the manager. Now, our actual server shows back up with another salad and soup and more breadsticks, and to start apologizing. I just tell her we need the manager. One of the hostesses now comes up to apologize, and let us know the manager is on the phone, but will be by soon. Our server finally comes back with both kids meals since she saw them 'in the window'. It's only been over an hour since we were seated. Manager comes over to apologize, talk about a hostess mix-up, and being short staffed. I begin to explain how that only explains/excuses SOME of what has transpired. It doesn't explain how ALL of the white people and tables have been sat AFTER us and ALL gotten ALL of their food, but we are STILL waiting. How does it take more than 15 min to make an UNDRESSED salad??? My mom finally comes back and begins to highlight the same things and I HAD to step outside. There was ONLY 1 THING that set our table apart from the rest: my wife, daughter, and niece are the only people of color in this area. Other tables had kids, but were all white. Of course they said it wasn't that, blah, blah, blah, but I had to leave before I broke something out of ANGER. I teach an ethnic studies class as well as US History and THIS kind of behavior/system/excuses have gone on for WAY TOO LONG.