by Flack » Sun Jan 19, 2020 10:13 pm
To be fair I don't hate the whole two drink minimum, same as I don't complain about those supersized four packs of Reese's cups. I just wish they would clarify their policy up front. Hell, charge $20 for admission and two drinks.
I went to the movies a few years back with my dad. We bought a large popcorn for $10. When my dad asked for butter, they said it would be another dollar. It's that kind of shit that just makes a place come off as cheap. I paid the dollar, even though my dad would rather choke on popcorn than pay an extra dollar for butter. And he loves butter. I was with my dad one time when he bought a new car. After all the paperwork had been signed, the floor manager came in and sighed a few times and then said we owed another $400 because he didn't realize that particular model had tinted windows. Here's the difference between me and my dad. I probably would have paid the money and then wrote a really scathing blog post about the ordeal a few days later. Instead, my dad pulled a razor blade out of his wallet, made a beeline for the door, and said he was going to scrape all the tint off the car. I don't remember how they talked him out of it but he got the tint for free. My dad is a fucking real man who doesn't pay assholes extra for tint or butter.
Also, anytime I hear someone order a martini and they say "shaken, not stirred" I assume everything they know about alcohol came from watching 007 movies are are idiots. The only reason I would ever order a martini is if a the waiter told me their bar was out of every drink except martinis. Then I would order one and when he handed it to me I would throw it in his face and go to a real bar. And mark my words, I would write a blog post about that, too.
To be fair I don't hate the whole two drink minimum, same as I don't complain about those supersized four packs of Reese's cups. I just wish they would clarify their policy up front. Hell, charge $20 for admission and two drinks.
I went to the movies a few years back with my dad. We bought a large popcorn for $10. When my dad asked for butter, they said it would be another dollar. It's that kind of shit that just makes a place come off as cheap. I paid the dollar, even though my dad would rather choke on popcorn than pay an extra dollar for butter. And he loves butter. I was with my dad one time when he bought a new car. After all the paperwork had been signed, the floor manager came in and sighed a few times and then said we owed another $400 because he didn't realize that particular model had tinted windows. Here's the difference between me and my dad. I probably would have paid the money and then wrote a really scathing blog post about the ordeal a few days later. Instead, my dad pulled a razor blade out of his wallet, made a beeline for the door, and said he was going to scrape all the tint off the car. I don't remember how they talked him out of it but he got the tint for free. My dad is a fucking real man who doesn't pay assholes extra for tint or butter.
Also, anytime I hear someone order a martini and they say "shaken, not stirred" I assume everything they know about alcohol came from watching 007 movies are are idiots. The only reason I would ever order a martini is if a the waiter told me their bar was out of every drink except martinis. Then I would order one and when he handed it to me I would throw it in his face and go to a real bar. And mark my words, I would write a blog post about that, too.