Midnight Sun at 4067 18th Street, San Francisco, California.

So I went there with my gay friend and once we finished our drinks, I went to the register to get my credit card back (they keep it if you wanna get sth else later and you haven't reached the minimum of $10). The bartender was having a light conversation and decided to ignore me, until I weaved at him to get his attention and he said "Wait a minute", looking annoyed. Seriously dude? It'd take him less that 2 minutes to charge my card and give it back to me, but he chose to stall me and continue chatting like I wasn't even there. Lame