Friday, May 16, 2008

Splenda packets and a fork can only do so much

Last night we decided to go to dinner at a popular barbecue restaurant down the street. We were seated quickly and served our drink order, but it went downhill from there.

In a nutshell, our food never came. After one hour of waiting (and being strung along), Pete finally said "Two minutes, ma'am, and then we're leaving." The waitress left the table. Two minutes came and went. Then I asked the boys "do you want to go to McDonald's?"

YES! They couldn't have been more thrilled. So there is a time to love that high-fat, low nutritional-value place.

So Alex put down his fork (or flung it) and his sweetener packets (or flung them) and we bustled them out the door. And apparently the waitstaff was glad to see us go because no one came after us.

Here's a few things we were told during our one hour of sipping water and Diet Pepsi:

"It's the corndogs that take so long."
"Would you like a free dessert or something?"
"Is there anything else we can get you?"

Maybe that hour of my life back...

2 comments:

Beth at I Should Be Folding Laundry said...

Oh, the frustration. It's amazing that some establishments just do not understand good service.

Jennifer said...

Umm, usually its the barbeque places that are quick, That totally stinks and I usually lose my patience and temper after 1/2 an hour.