Clancy and I were having dinner at Pizza Hut the other day and the day before at Perkins’s Restaurant and Bakery.
- there was a party going on while we were there. Not sure what they were celebrating, but they had a cake. The problem? They had no way to light the candles. They went around from table to table asking if anyone had a light, but no one had so much as a match. Only in Deseret…
- My ability to tune people out surpasses Clancy’s. There was a couple of college students (I’m guessing?) sitting at the table beside us. They were quite gregarious and one suspects that they were either drunk or something else. When we left, Clancy listed off the things about their life that she really didn’t need to hear. I, meanwhile, was able to tune them out almost entirely. One wonders if there is an evolutionary reason for men to be able to tune out women, put in place for the propagation of the species…
- I watched our waitress stand there for over five minutes without a thing to do while my full Mountain Dew glass sat there on the fountain, failing to quench my thirst. That’s one of the most frustrating things in restaurants. You ever stand at a fast food place, looking at every component of your order sitting there in the chute with all that’s required for your culinary pleasure is someone to put it together? I hate that!
- While we were eating, I felt a bulge underneath the sleeve of the sweatshirt I was wearing. I reached in and pulled out one of Clancy’s socks. No idea how it got in there. In the past I’ve found a pair of underwear on my calf and a sock on my hamstring. No idea on those, either, but what do you do when you’re at work and you have an extra pair of underwear on your possession? I threw it out.
- Pizza Hut should have never changed their logo. Their old one was the bomb, but their new one is sloppy. I feel the same way about the WW(F) wrestling logos. The old looked like a real league sports steal. The new one looks like a kid playing with crayons.
- When Clancy and I ate at Perkins we each independently decided that we would forego a main dish in favor of an appetizer and a couple of sides. When the waitress took the order to the back, we heard the cook exclaim “What the heck kind of order is this?”
- The service at Perkins was notable primarily because it wasn’t dreadful. It’s interesting how there can be two restaurants, both that probably pay their waitstaff about the same, and yet one ranges from decent to good and the other from awful to decent. Maybe I should write about HR cultures at some point.
- I’m one of those take-your-hat-off-when-you’re-eating kind of people. It’s sad to me when a father walks in with his two daughters and he wears his hat. No manners, I tell you.
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Pizza Hut should have never changed their logo. Their old one was the bomb, but their new one is sloppy. I feel the same way about the WW(F) wrestling logos. The old looked like a real league sports steal. The new one looks like a kid playing with crayons.
The WWF probably changed their logo specifically to look less like a “sports” logo. Remember back in the day, when pro wrestling was “real”? The IRS came along and said that if pro wresting is a sport, it is taxed at a higher rate than if it is “entertainment”. Magically, all of those wrestling federations came clean about how fake they were. As if it wasn’t obvious to look at. 🙂
The service at Perkins was notable primarily because it wasn’t dreadful. It’s interesting how there can be two restaurants, both that probably pay their waitstaff about the same, and yet one ranges from decent to good and the other from awful to decent. Maybe I should write about HR cultures at some point.
The shifting back & forth in the post makes it hard to know who was “decent” and who was “awful”. I think you’re saying Perkins was the lesser…? If so, that’s depressing. In my many road trips back & forth to Wyoming (from Chicago) Perkins was a must.
I thought the WWF stopped playing up the “real” angle for legal and liability reasons rather than tax ones — as Jerry Springer had to admit that a lot of his stuff was staged, too, a couple years back. If all those side-fights are occuring in reality, there would have to be some liability issues involved. Not to mention that the gambling commission takes an active interest in whether or not a “real” sport is rigged (even if just for entertainment value). In any event, I still think the old logo was better for the theatrics and pageantry to have the props looks official. But the general trend several years back was for edgy and extremy things. I suppose with they dropped the F, the new logo may have been slightly more conducive to WW than the old. Maybe.
You decoded my waitstaff paragraph correctly. Perkins service is consistently worse than Applebee’s or Chili’s or anything that could be considered a competitor. I’ve no idea why. Perkins has yet to break in as a slot in our dining rotation, in part because of the service issue. Soft drinks remaining unrefilled is the least of the problems we run in to. And the waitstaff is generally unapologetic. But the food is good.
I’m one of those take-your-hat-off-when-you’re-eating kind of people. It’s sad to me when a father walks in with his two daughters and he wears his hat. No manners, I tell you.
I appreciate the genesis of this manner, but speaking as one who has terrible hat hair when I take off a baseball hat I may happen to be wearing, I rarely take it off in a restaurant. I just kind of think that’s a manner that’s gone by the wayside, simply because there was never really a logical reason for it to exist in the first place.
I remember when I was a kid, my mom would always tell me, “No singing at the table!” Which I thought was kinda dumb (sorry, mom) and counterintuitive. Why not sing? Who are we offending, the plates? Now that I have a family, I encourage it at the dinner table. Nothing like a good Klingon drinking song to liven up the mac & cheese…
Klingon songs at the dinner table?
Something as awesome as that doesn’t need to even have manners factored in.