I almost punched a girl in the face tonight. We were at a restaurant and the wait was 90 minutes. Which is fine, I was prepared to wait. Will and I got a beer and were standing around and I saw these people about to leave. I asked the woman "are you leaving?" and she said no. The two seconds I turned around to say to Will "they're not leaving" they left. We weren't hovering, we weren't all up in their business. She hadn't spoken to the people who ended up taking their seats, she was just being a cunt.
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Garak said, (334 days ago)
what restaurant? so i shall know to bring it if i go there?
we went to katsuya in h'wood last night which, despite the pervasive eau de douchebag, we actually managed to get a table in about 15 minutes. ah, the recession...
slackmistress said, (334 days ago)
Baby Blues BBQ (the new one in WeHo).
It totally wasn't the fault of the waitstaff or the restaurant - the bar part is first come/first served, so you can sneak around the wait for a table if you can manage a seat somewhere around the bar. Which I'm normally good at, because a) I'm unfailingly polite (really!) and b) I will ask someone but not be a vulture about it.
I also made sure to ask the woman instead of the two guys she was with because I didn't want to have her think I was hitting on her menz or being weird.
We're going back (it is gooooood with a capital G) but we're gonna try a late lunch or early dinner sort of thing.
nomi oh my said, (334 days ago)
Next time, try the guys. I wouldn't worry about some catty broad. If she said anything to them she'd look like a bitch. "Calm down! She was just asking for our seats!"
soulcamp said, (333 days ago)
From the Onion:
"In science news today, 78% of Americans are totally rude..."
So I almost punched her. The end. Sorta. They were outside, and I almost had words. It was very Patrick Swayze in Roadhouse, except I don't have pancreatic cancer.