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The Dave and Buster's Experience

Posted by Zonk on from the there-are-still-arcades-out-there dept.

The Game Chair has a piece looking at the lackluster experience offered by one of the few remaining American arcade chains, Dave and Buster's. From the article: "Dave & Buster's is perennially in my bad books because they don't have Dance Dance Revolution. Each time, I enter with the hope that they might have seen the error of their ways, and each time I am crushed. Honestly. What kind of arcade does not have DDR? Although Dave & Buster's merely possesses pretensions, rather than aspirations to be an arcade, the lack of dance games except for one lonely Pump it Up: Exceed 2 machine is nigh unforgivable. I know DDR isn't so popular in Japan anymore, but unless I am totally mistaken Dave & Buster's is not Japan."

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  1. D&B = free booze.. by LordJezo · · Score: 0, Offtopic

    At least it did for me the one time I went..

    It was the D&B at the Palisades Mall in West Nyack, NY. I went to go get a beer for a buddy and me and when I went to pay the Asian MALE bartender gave me a sort of wink and said "This one is on me". He smiled and pushed the beers towards me. I got freaked out and ran off.

    "THE BARTENDER IS HITTING ON ME!" I said to my friends.

    And then I thought about it a little more..

    "Oh man! The bartender is hitting on me! This is going to be great"

    I went back up to the bar, sat down next to my bartender friend and said "You know, I trust you. I want you to choose my drinks for the rest of the night. You pick what I drink tonight." And with that I spent the rest of the night making small talk and drinking for free. Eventually the friend I was with came over, I introduced the two and the bartender made us both free drinks. They were good drinks too. I'd say at least $6 or $7 a piece, premium mixed drink double shot things. At the end of the night he said it was all free of charge. I walked away to tease him and then came back a minute later.

    "Hey, I really like you, what's your schedule?"

    He wrote it on a napkin, I got his phone number, I gave him my friend's number, and we were on our way. Drunk as hell and still with full wallets.