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    nap
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    A new restaurant opens up in town. Everyone is saying how great it is. You go and have a wonderful experience. The food and service are excellent. The atmosphere is warm and inviting. The next time you go it’s just as great as the first time, so happy to have this great place. On your third visit, the food was great but the service was terrible. Hmmmm. Gee should I go back again? Probably was just a bad night. A month later, you go back and the service was just okay and the food wasn’t good. Not only was it not very tasty it was served lukewarm. Gee another fluke, came on an off night? A month later you decide to go back, not only was the food and service poor, you saw a mouse run across the floor. You go to use the bathroom and you gag from the smell and filth.

    Would you keep going back?

    #22692
    diane
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    No.
    I think I get your point, NAP.
    No. I’m never going back.

    #22693
    nap
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    Me either Diane

    #22694
    cindy1111
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    Good one NAP!!!!!

    You know I love analogies!!!!!

    #22695
    nap
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    Guess the name of the restaurant ?

    #22696
    march
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    A new restaurant opens up in town. Everyone is saying how great it is. You go and have a wonderful experience. The food and service are excellent. The atmosphere is warm and inviting. The next time you go it’s just as great as the first time, so happy to have this great place. On your third visit, the food was great but while the server is being nice as usual to everyone else, he/she seems to be giving you attitude. Hmmmm. Gee should I go back again? Probably was just my imagination/insecurity. A month later, you go back and the service was just okay and everyone’s food was “awesome” except for yours, which was over-cooked and dry. Not only was your meal not very tasty, it was served lukewarm. Your husband and kids are raving as usual, making small talk with the server, who is now like an old friend. A month later you decide to go back. Your food sucked and the server barely looked at you, but the rest of the family loved their meal and got free dessert because it’s your husband’s birthday. The kids treated your husband like a hero, and you’re just being a party pooper because you didn’t order what everyone else did….

    #22697
    diane
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    But are you going back?????

    #22698
    jos1972
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    Ha! But did you ever just go back once because you heard they were going bankrupt and for the sake of those few meals that were perfect think you could maybe take them back from the brink of closing down by frequenting it once more?

    I did. I also keep being exceptionally nice to the owner of the restaurant now that it has closed in the hope they would remember what the magic ingredients they used the first time were and starting getting those in again!

    But – in truth… if they did reopen – I probably wouldnt go back – unless they did sticky toffee pudding and cream x

    #22699
    lexie
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    I used to absolutely LOVE that restaurant! I couldn’t believe that it had deteriorated so badly over the years. But, having such fond long-time memories, I kept on coming back for more; just a creature of habit, I guess.

    Then, on that last horrid visit, the service was so bad, that I gave up on making my 8:00 show and then, trying to make do, I figured that a dessert was in order, followed by another dessert. The first one gave me gas, and the second one was absolutely delicious, at least the cream on top was surprisingly out of this world, but then, deeper inside it was all moldy and dry, with a thoroughly soggy, gummy crust.

    Then, I did notice that all of the customers seemed to have left, but I was waiting and waiting for the waitress to bring back my change. Then, from sheer exhaustion, I must’ve dozed for a few, and when I came to, it was practically pitch dark inside. I said, “well, fuck this shit. I’m outta here!” So, I gingerly made my way to the door, stumbling over some chairs and bits of food that had never been swept up, when the next thing I knew, I was sliding across the room in a puddle of sticky beer. When I pulled myself up, I could finally see the door that spelled freedom! Relieved that I had finally found my escape route, I turned the handle, but the door was fucking locked– from the OUTSIDE! Now, what am I going to do?

    Maybe I should just break a window? What if the alarm goes off? What if I’m taken away in handcuffs?

    who’s going to feed Peaches and give him his medicine?

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