W Scottsdale

Douchebaggery prevails at W. Who likes money? Obviously, none of the bartenders in W. After ordering one cocktail and a glass of water, the butthead behind the bar immediately closed out my tab. I had just gotten off a flight, checked into my hotel, and wanted to unwind. Apparently, my U.S. Dollars were not good enough for them. Too bad, because I would have spent some coin in there. Really, I was on a junket paid for by my company, and I couldn't get anything there except for rudeness and repeated eyerolls.

This place is an example of how to NOT treat your patrons. They should all be fired and replaced with robots, because robots would have more compassion.…