Adventures in Applebee's.
My darling boyfriend took me to dinner this weekend. We went to Applebee's. Lucky enough, it was pretty empty and we didn't have to wait for a seat. Our waitress greeted us and began naming off things we don't care about. I know how you're supposed to act interested when they do those things (proper restaurant ettiquet), so i gave it a shot. "That's the soup of the day!?" I shreiked, "Oh my God!"*
Somehow I don't think I did it quite right. Everyone seemed so happy. They had a very giddy waitstaff, walking around with smiles plastered on our face. Scary. She left for a minute and we considered our drinks. On the menu, there seemed to be only four choices, Pepsi, Diet Pepsi, Mountian Dew and Sierra Mist. I knew they had more than that. They had to have tea and coffee. They gave us a mixed drink menu as well, and sure enough, there they were. "Oh look, "i said, "they're over here-"
Our waitress ripped it away. She began asking us what we wanted to drink. I was a bit startled but i ordered a raspberry iced tea, steve had a Mountain Dew. She went off to fetch our drinks, still smiling. I was undecisive about what to order, riblets or shrimp fettuccini. We had wanted to go to Olive Garden on Saturday when we went to Burlington, so i opted for the shrimp fettuccini. We ordered two of those and a sampler.
We were sitting there, talking and laughing when out of nowhere, the ground began to shake. Not like an earthquake, but like something very large was coming in our direction. We looked up to see a very big and frightening woman coming towards us. She appeared to be holding our sampler in her gargantuan fist. "Here is your sampler platter." she said as she threw it on our table with a thud. She turned around and marched away. "See," steve said, "I told you we'd have like twenty waitresses."
Shortly after our sampler came it appeared that someone had a birthday. They always like embarassing people on their birthdays in these places. They march out of their kitchen and and clap as they walk to the peoples table, sing or do a little dance or something, and the reciever of such festivities gets a free dessert. I explained this to Steve and he got envious. "I want to be clapped at and given dessert!"
So we got our food and it was delicious. thanks to the sampler we filled up and had to get containers for our leftovers.
...And to think that i wanted to get Chinese food.
*a la Jim Gaffigan.
Somehow I don't think I did it quite right. Everyone seemed so happy. They had a very giddy waitstaff, walking around with smiles plastered on our face. Scary. She left for a minute and we considered our drinks. On the menu, there seemed to be only four choices, Pepsi, Diet Pepsi, Mountian Dew and Sierra Mist. I knew they had more than that. They had to have tea and coffee. They gave us a mixed drink menu as well, and sure enough, there they were. "Oh look, "i said, "they're over here-"
Our waitress ripped it away. She began asking us what we wanted to drink. I was a bit startled but i ordered a raspberry iced tea, steve had a Mountain Dew. She went off to fetch our drinks, still smiling. I was undecisive about what to order, riblets or shrimp fettuccini. We had wanted to go to Olive Garden on Saturday when we went to Burlington, so i opted for the shrimp fettuccini. We ordered two of those and a sampler.
We were sitting there, talking and laughing when out of nowhere, the ground began to shake. Not like an earthquake, but like something very large was coming in our direction. We looked up to see a very big and frightening woman coming towards us. She appeared to be holding our sampler in her gargantuan fist. "Here is your sampler platter." she said as she threw it on our table with a thud. She turned around and marched away. "See," steve said, "I told you we'd have like twenty waitresses."
Shortly after our sampler came it appeared that someone had a birthday. They always like embarassing people on their birthdays in these places. They march out of their kitchen and and clap as they walk to the peoples table, sing or do a little dance or something, and the reciever of such festivities gets a free dessert. I explained this to Steve and he got envious. "I want to be clapped at and given dessert!"
So we got our food and it was delicious. thanks to the sampler we filled up and had to get containers for our leftovers.
...And to think that i wanted to get Chinese food.
*a la Jim Gaffigan.