Go ahead, be adventuresome.....

The temperature hit 102 yesterday. That doesn’t happen around here very often. The coolest room in the restaurant was the lounge, so the boss decided to seat everyone I there. However, once it fills up with people, it is no longer the coolest room.

One of the first tables to be seated in there was a couple, sitting right in front of the bar, so I could hear everything they were saying. Well, actually everything she was saying, he didn’t get much of an opportunity to speak.

First of all, she announced that they had a coupon. (What a surprise) Then she hit the server with a barrage of about 200 questions. (Of which 195 were probably unnecessary) “What size are the scallops? I only like the big ones. What’s the potato tonight, and how much do you get? What’s the vegetable? Do you get a lot? Can I get this dish without this? Can I get that dish without that? So we get half off appetizers and drinks? And then we can still use the coupon, right?”

NO, the coupon states it cannot be used with any other promotional offers.

As far a ordering goes, you’ve got a coupon, you’re gonna get a big chunk taken off your bill….try something different! (There should be a limit to the number of times someone sends the server back to the kitchen to ask the chef a question.)

I got bored and stopped listening to her, which was hard, she was only six feet away. Right after the food arrived, the whole room heard her as she screeched out “MISS!”  (Sounded like nails on a chalkboard) She was pointing at her husband’s plate….”I thought he was supposed to get mashed potatoes!” “Those are mashed potatoes. They are red skins mashed with the skins on.” “What’s that asparagus doing on his plate?!? You said the vegetable was green beans!!!” “Well, that’s what the vegetable of the day is, however we just rolled out a new menu today and apparently that dish comes with asparagus, but I’d be happy to get you a side of green beans.” Screech Mistress went on and on…..

Okay, here are some questions I’d like to ask…..Is your husband actually a ten year old child inside a grown man’s body? I know he can speak, I heard him order a beer….or do you not allow him to speak on his own behalf? Is his meal supposed to be to your liking? You talk a lot, do you ever come up for air? Are you always this much of a buzz kill when dining out?