July 10, 2008
The family all went to our local Hooters for dinner one Sunday about a month ago. I didn't think much about it, as we've all been several times and everyone seems to enjoy it well enough (though Tina complains about the service and menu some). So anyway, we're sitting there having a meal, and watching American Gladiators (it was better than the sports on the rest of the tvs) and things were going well. Or so I thought.
About 3 weeks later, we were trying to decide where to go for dinner again and one of the kids suggests Hooters. At which point Tina gets all huffy and is like 'no, not ever again'. After much prodding I was able to determine that Tina no longer wants to go back because of the behavior of our waitress. It seems that said waitress had a habit of using her arms to squeeze her breasts together and then squatting down so they were basically 'resting' on the table surface.
In all honesty, I don't recall this at all. I vaguely remember the waitress squatting down to be at 'eye level' with us (which I hate, BTW. You're waiting on my. You're not my friend or family. Don't sit down in the booth with us or any of that crap) but I clearly missed the tits on the table. Of course, Tina finds it very hard to believe that I missed such behavior (I don't think she believes it to this day) even though both kids swear they didn't notice it either.
I'm fairly tempted to say that Tina's insecurities colored her perceptions of what happened, but the truth of the matter is that it doesn't really matter. She honestly believes the waitress was doing this to 'give me an eyeful' and Tina is thoroughly insulted that she would do so when I was there w/ my wife and kids.
Who knew a simple meal could be such an ordeal?
sigh
Posted in General at 08:41:16