I was once at one of those "bad" hotel restaurants. You know the type - huge room, even longer menu, few diners, everything frozen and reheated before serving...

Anyway, I went to the bar first, and was waited on by the restaurant server (yes, singular, THE server) who was doing double duty as the bartender hadn't shown up. I asked for a decent Scotch [can't remember which brand] and she served me a water glass FULL of single malt. Dinner became sort of redundant after that.