Waiter/Bartender charges to the door as my wife and I walk in: "The people behind you left the doors open, they should be shut," brushing past us and directing us to the doors.
Me (confused): "What are you saying?"
Him: "The kitchen is closed." I look at my watch, it is 9:20 p.m. on a Tuesday night. We leave, no further pleasantries are exchanged. We get escorted out.
We won't be back.