You are given a review about a place. You need to provide a rating from "1 star" to "5 stars" for this place.

Q: Well, damn.

Until tonight, all of our experiences at Red Robin had been positive. Even at this location, our past meals had been enjoyable.

Tonight, though...tonight left a sour taste in my mouth. That's not to say that the food was bad...it was actually pretty good. But the service was atrocious.

We thought it was our lucky day when we walked right in on a Saturday night and sat right down at 7:00. We ordered our appetizer and drinks. The waiter, Cameron, came back and took our order a few moments later.

Our appetizer came out in record time! We had hardly taken a few bites of our hummus plate, and then our food came out! Like I said...the food was good.

So, where was the horrible service? The food was there fast, hot, and it was good. What could have bothered me so much?

Well, I don't think the waiter said more than a dozen words to us. It seemed like he was late for something very important, and we were his last obstacle to overcome before he was able to free himself from the self-imposed bonds of servitude to Red Robin.

Customarily, the waiter comes around after the food arrives and asks how things tasted. This guy didn't show up until our food was gone, our drinks were gone, and we were ready for the check and couple of to-go boxes.

He begrudgingly gave me a refill on my drink before he dropped off the check. Now, granted, we don't ever get desert in a restaurant...but this guy didn't even give us the satisfaction of turning down his delicious sounding proposal.

The whole process felt like we were imposing on this kid. We were in and out of the restaurant in less than 30 minutes. This guy robbed us of the entire restaurant experience.

If you can't enjoy the experience, then why go?

It will definitely be a while (if ever) before I visit this location again. But I can promise that I'll avoid this kid like the plague if he's still "working against his will" at this location.

A: 2 stars
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Q: Lots happening in downtown Charlotte St. Patrick's weekend, and this place was packed. The hostess told us we could not sit outside but we could sit by the window "which is the same thing" - huh?

Great beer selection and a very good Greek salad. The wild mushroom and arugula pizza was "missing" something. The crust was chewy and not tough but the toppings were bland and I didn't see a wild mushroom anywhere on the plate (just white button). The server charged us for the wrong check. 24 hours later both charges are still on my Amex. Just an average lunch stop.

A: 3 stars
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Q: First of all, bring on the one star reviews! Anything more then that.. you are contributing to a bad cause. Don't even give this place any respect at all. Do I sound harsh? Yes. Should I be? Probably.

My mindset was never to make the "IP" my primary hotel. I was just here as a crash room. But who would've thought spending such little time here can cause a ton of misery. I literally spent about 5 hours total (including sleep time) at this joint. I hated every minute of it.

So lets rewind to the miserable few hours I had at this place. We spent all this time driving out from SoCal, the first thing we wanted to do was just to check in so we can be on our way out and club over at Gallery. I had a table setup and waiting for us. We just needed some room to get ready. This place couldn't really give us that.

The mishaps of course started when first walking through the parking garage and you are subjected to the smell of dog shit. I kid you not. You see a sign on the way from the garage to the casino that there is some type of dog park in some back alley. WTF? .. Why...?

So we keep walking through this maze. You see one sign after another, go through alleys, tunnels and stairwells until you get into this old strip mall from the 1950s and that will lead you to something that they call the lobby. On the way there I decided to have my troops chill out. Set our stuff down for a minute, I will go grab the keys and come back. As I was getting settled in, some magical high power made my hand slip and we dropped our first 1.75L of Stoli I had in a bag and it crashed and spilled all over the place. "FUCK ME" There goes the pregame party.

I go up to the counter and homeboy tries to get me to do this $20 upgrade just so i can get two queens. This is after I booked 2 queens, printed out a reservation and it said I had 2 queens on there. He saw the frustration in my face and knew his tactic failed. So I m not sure if this was how I got punished. But we got placed at this "special" towers that are on the 2nd floor of the 2nd floor of another tower. Finding our room basically took two separate sets of elevators and some maze crawling. This ordeal took like 30 minutes to figure out.

By the time we walked into the room, opened the door and saw that it looked shittier then a motel 6 in the middle of Bakersfield, we had no energy to get angry anymore. The room has a total of 2 power outlets... "Bah fuck it." The room has one sink that clogs when you are washing your hands.. "hmmmmm... Fuck it.." Half used toilet paper and no back up roll.. "Fuckity Fuck it!" We decided to stay at this room like we are camping and it worked out for the best. "FUCK YOU IP!"

Thank god we had bottle service that night and 4 more days at MGM Signatures to look forward to. Buyer beware. Its cheap for a reason and don't make the same mistake I did!

A:
1 star
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