Complaints & Reviews — House Beautiful

Klondike, Furors Ltd.

I've never complained, but now this rudeness is crazy. So, after working with a friend, we decided to go somewhere to see the "dynamo" game. We were late for one period, but we won at the beginning of the second period. As usual, we didn't broadcast the "viasat sport Oceanian" channel, we had to go to Klondike this time. I was never there. A friend had suggested that there is a big tv and you can watch hockey there. So for the first time in Klondike. We entered.. Hockey goes.. Cool.. We took beers each and sat down at the bar. We were the only ones watching the hockey, but now two more guys were sitting in the distance, who also turned to hockey from time to time, but now mostly they were already chatting with each other. The bartender poured beer and also watched with us from time to time. Just a little disturbed his sitting on the bar counter with his butt and nutcracking.. Maybe it's there accepted and it's normal.. I don't know, I was there for the first time. It just seems disgusting to me that he makes a cocktail for someone in the place where he has sat with his butt and also that in his form of work, as a waitress, a bartender sits and chews nuts. Also sorry for the second guy because he was the only one working. While the guy was sitting and chewing on the nuts, the other guy half-jerked serving customers and helped at the gaming machines in the second room. So continuing on to hockey. The result changed for us to a bad 0: 1 and there were 3 minutes left until the end of the second third. But the bartender, who was still sitting at the bar counter, switched to ltv7, where football had just started. And he said out loud - '' aij, that hockey is like shit! ''I was a little shocked.. I met a friend and thought it was a joke. Please don't jump back, because we came to watch hockey as customers and we are not interested in football. But he replied that the period would end soon. And when he asked for it, or at least started hockey back at the beginning of the next period, he just looked at me and ignored me while continuing to watch football. We felt quite unwell and left. We couldn't even drink the ordered beers, because we really didn't want to stay there anymore. I am a peaceful person and I did not want to argue with the bartender or blame anything, we simply walked away quietly. The boy did not have a name badge. Dad was my first and last time visiting Klondike on Nicgale Street