Poor Bartending Woes

Saturday night I was served by a bartender who could not make a Bay Breeze correctly. A Bay Breeze!

First of all, when I ordered, he got this confused look on his face and asked "Malibu Bay Breeze?", to which I replied "no, just normal".

He proceded to make me some sort of drink that included Bacardi, and what I think was pineapple and orange juice. Um, what?

I didn't say anything because I knew it was a lost cause. I drank the amalgam he made and went on my way.

*shakes head and sighs*