With a sense of amazement, I once listened to a radio talk show host convey how much he hated restaurants. I share his hatred of them. I was surprised that there’s even a media personality who dislikes them: restaurants are status symbols for these people.
And yet, like most of us who must eat out on occasion, the media personality still frequents restaurants.
Here’s my quick complaint list:
- the noise,
- the staring,
- the wait (to sit, or for food),
- you never get what you expect from your order,
- the bitchy waitress,
- the over friendly / phoney waitress,
- the waiter / waitress that won’t go away and shut up,
- the disappearing waiter / waitress that won’t come back,
- having to beg for a glass of water,
- having to ask for more napkins / tissues,
- the lipstick on the drink glass,
- the dirty forks,
- the roach in the soup,
- wondering how many employees sneezed in the food that day,
- wondering how much of the food is recycled,
- being unable to identify the “meat” in the “food”,
- the rancid smell hot seasoning can’t cover up,
- hoping that you won’t get food poisoning,
- the more expensive the food, the worse the “service”,
- and last but not least people (at another table) wanting to talk to you about your food just as you are ready to commence eating.
Of course, there are more, but those were the first items off the top of my head.