Wow. Where to start?
Firstly - look at the dates for these other reviews preceding mine. This place must have seriously gone downhill, because we had a terrible, terrible experience.
Okay, so there are two bars in this place - one in the bowling alley and one on the other side of the bathrooms. The "regular" bar was tiny and had a lone guitar player "performing" to a crowd of zero people. It was - sincerely - extremely sad.
The bathrooms were filthy and it would probably be an honour for one of their toilets to harbour one's poo. Half the time there is no bartender in the bowling alley, so you need to go through the washrooms to the other side of the building to get to the "regular" bar. It's ridiculous. Sometimes I'd order something at the bowling alley bar (when the bartender was there) and he'd say, "We don't have that at this bar, be right back, it's at the other bar," and he'd go through the bathroom, presumably get my drink, and then come back. It was absurd. I also don't want my bartender touching bathroom doors constantly while working. I might as well just get it myself at that point. Do you seriously want a tip after that? I also asked to pay with my debit card when I ran out of cash at one point and he said, "Just go to the other bar, there's no Interac machine at this bar." So please tell me again what the point of the bar in the bowling alley is then? And obviously, like every bowling alley ever, a pitcher of beer costs you at least $20 no matter how domesticated that beer is and no matter how many cans of that beer you have in your fridge that you got for $12.
The bartender was also the "bowling guy" (for lack of a better term) who ran the bowling side of everything. So we paid, we got our bowling shoes, etc. First off, this is 5 pin bowling, with the small balls, so be ready to be disappointed the moment you come in if you don't already know that. Secondly, the operating system for the electronic score board is circa 1993 and runs on MS-DOS or something - I've seen Ataris run faster and with better graphics. Some seriously scary stick figures run across that screen when you get a strike.
Alright, so it got messy at some point when one of my buddy's friends threw two bowling balls at the same time down the alley. I saw "bowling guy" and he didn't react. He just stared. He kept staring as the dude did it over and over and over and over. At one point he got fed up and got up and told the guy to stop it or we'd all get kicked out. I pointed out that it was in a different lane and that I had nothing to do with it. He said it wasn't his problem, and that to fix it I'd essentially have to control someone's behaviour - someone who I had just met that night. So you know how the story goes at bowling alleys - the guy kept throwing several balls at once of course. Bowling guy didn't want to approach a large group of people and warn them anymore so he just turned off the bowling game for all of us. Yeah, all of us, including yours truly. I mentioned to him that I paid for 3 games and I only got 2, and asked him to turn it back on. He smiled and claimed that he didn't know what I was talking about. I told him he knew damn well what I was talking about.
Then he said, "I'll be right back." He then disappeared forever. Well, not forever, just for the next thirty minutes at least. We finished our pitchers and waited and waited and he never came out again. He wasn't in the bathrooms or in the other bar or anywhere. So we left. No idea what happened to him. Perhaps he spontaneously combusted from anxiety, or perhaps he ran away and joined a cult, or perhaps he circumnavigated the world on a raft. I will never know. All I know is that this place stinks, they ripped me off, my cell phone is 10000 times more powerful than their electronic scoreboard and I'm never inviting bowling guy to my birthday party. read more