Attend a fashion show; look at what the Hollywood crowd is wearing. Check out the fashion magazines, and in minutes you’ll be guffawing and rolling on the floor. "I can’t believe it, do people actually wear this stuff?" Probably not the ordinary mortal, unless they are a slave to fashion, no matter how tasteless, no matter how weird, no matter how much the cost, the bunch with too much money, and little taste, will be wearing them. Pride and self respect left at the door of a "name" designer.
Some men designing for women and some women designing for their own gender seem to have an agenda and it seems to be, "charge through the nose and make these women look like fools."
What makes women buy and wear such awful stuff? The clothes, the shoes, hallucinogenic nightmares turned out by people calling themselves fashion designers. Is it to attract attention to themselves? Aren’t they actually putting themselves down? If they only knew how silly they looked and that people were actually laughing at them and not admiring them.
How about today’s dining experience?
Dining out can be a pleasant event or a toothgrinding one. The decision to dine out scan be uplifting, someone else makes the meal, someone else does the dishes, and hey we are off to a great start! But soon the downside happens. The waiter shows up. He has had specialized training, but the result can be a bit irritating.
The reservation has been made; it’s for such and such a time and for such and such a place. You arrive on time and find you have to wait, could be a minute or two or long enough that time ceases to exist. And if the host /hostess asks you have a seat in the bar until your able is ready, it could get hazier and hazier. Anyway in due time someone arrives to escort you to your able. It may be with a flourish or just having a chair shoved under you. A waitperson approaches with a menu and announces that he/she is so and so and will be your server that evening. Does one ignore the introduction or does one say," My name is John Smith and these are my friends, we will dining here tonight." Would Ms. Manners be horrified at that?
I really do not care to know what the waitpersons name is. I came to dine not to meet the restaurants personnel. Is this supposed to induce a friendly atmosphere, a larger tip, or someone to blame if things get messed up? What is the need for this? The waitperson, after introducing him/herself now goes into a long spiel about that evenings specials. I thought after I was handed the menu I would be allowed to peruse it at my convenience and make my choices. Does the waiter think I can’t read? Actually once the waiter starts reeling off the choices; I lose track of what he is saying and have to ask him to repeat it all.
On the other hand we have this... the server, hands one the menu after saying, "Hi, I’m your server and my name is so and so, hands you the menu and walks off. No big deal, this gives one ample time to look at what is good that evening, once one decides the waiting begins. Where is that waiter, what was his name? Finally he shows up takes the order, compliments you on your choices and wanders off. Soon he is back and proceeds to place everything on the table, tells you to enjoy your meal and is off again. Only to appear two minutes later before you have even had a chance to pick up your fork and asks you, "Are your enjoying your meal?" Then he is off again; one may never see him again, not even to bring the check.
Service is supposed to be the name of the game but when it is the wrong kind of service, it does not make for a pleasant meal
A nice dining experience or a frustrating one?
Ow about tiday’s dining experience?
Dining out can be a plesant evetn ora tootgrinfing one. The decison to dineout can be uplifting,
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