Apr 24, 2006 02:00
So it's been over three weeks now and I still haven't posted anything, so I've decided I'm just gonna write about whatever trivial thoughts that might rattle about in my head. For example:
I hate it when I go out to dinner at TGI Appleback's or somesuch chain restaurant and that oh so cheerful hostess holds the door open for me on the way out. Call me old fashioned but I don't want a 5 foot 2, 90 pound girl a third my size pushing with all her I-was-the-the-top-of-the-cheerleader-pyramid might against that giant wind proof door just for my sake. I can open it myself, thanks. I was raised to say please and thank you, help little old ladies reach things on the top shelf, and that boys open doors for girls, even if it's her solemn duty to inform me that we're featuring our five gallon margarita tonight and that if you like flavorless fizzy yellow beer, draughts are 2 for 1.
Oh, and by the way, turn off that damn dance music from 1994. I know you have a bar, but nobody's coming to Applebee's to get down and boogie. I don't care how much that fat gay waiter loves Ace Of Base.