restaurantbitching

Restored from the brink, where lo these blogging fields have lain fallow for many weeks...

So nothing really new today, just some discourteous and probably unfair thoughts that recur to me sometimes at my job.

*Waiting at the restaurant is your just punishment for having so little diversity in your lifestyle that you actually get hungry at the same time as your neighbors.

*In a corollary, you'll find you're not the only ones who decided to wait for the end of the most popular television shows in the country to get dinner.

*If you hang up and call back twenty minutes later, that's not the same thing as being "on hold for twenty minutes," no matter how angrily you say it.

*If you've got your whole social circle together, and decide to call for take out, the one person in the group who actually suggested the restaurant and has been there before is probably the best person to make the call. The preteen child of the branch of the family who are visiting from out of state and who also is nervous talking to strangers on the phone is probably not the best person to make the call.

Really, the main point of this post is to communicate to the handful of people checking in that, yes, I'll be writing this thing again.