One time, I was a complete ogre of a patron at a restaurant and it still haunts me.

Hi everyone, This is a story about a time that I was a complete ogre of a customer at a restaurant. My girlfriend and I live in a bit of a food desert, and there really aren't very many nice, privately owned restaurants with high-quality food in the town closest to us (we're out in the country). Being foodies, we enjoy finding nice places together. We had been together for about two years at this point, and I wanted to take us out on a date to a nice restaurant. There was this French/middle eastern fusion restaurant that she had been bringing up for a while, and it was basically the only privately owned restaurant in our town that we hadn't tried. We get there and are impressed by the atmosphere and views from inside the restaurant, but that's where the positives end. I order a gin and tonic and receive what is basically just gin on the rocks. I wouldn't have minded in my younger years, but I'm not trying to be incapacitated before appetizers.