So this year the wife and I decided that we would go for a little change of pace for Valentines day. We usually go to Tony Roma's. I don't really know why, we just do. Anyways. So last week I call to make reservations at Outback Steak House. Donkey Puncher had given us a gift card for them last year for our wedding and we enjoyed it. (Btw I feel a little bit like Bill Cosby telling this story) NOW, I went ahead and told them on the phone my first AND last name because I knew there would be 10 million other people with my first name getting reservations. I even spelled it out to the girl on the phone. She read it back to me and I made sure she had it. Great. So we get to the restaurant last night. I see all the people huddled up inside the little space in between the first two doors, and a gang of people inside. The girl at the front door informs me when I get to her that there is a 1 hr and 40 min wait. Good thing I have a reservation! She asked for my name. Then she scans the list and says, "Oh, they must have it up front." So I go up to the front. "She didn't have it back there?" Uhhh, no. "I can't seem to find it, its not on here. When did you call ahead?" Like a week ago. "Well just hang on for about 10-15 min and we will call you, since we ran out of pagers." Ok great. Well after 20 min of being outside in the cold wind we decided to say fuck it. Quoting Seinfeld, "The problem is you can't KEEP the reservation." Happy Valentines day from Jack in the Box! Outback can suck it.
•2008-02-15
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we all know why you go to Tony Romas every year, ya WOP ya's
If it's got "Tony" in the title, Italians are drawn to that shit like flies to an italian
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