When we were little kids, life was so much easier. We were all learning together, so being stupid wasn't something that was completely looked down upon. As we grow up, we are slowly subjected to more and more tests of our ability to not be stupid and, believe it or not, we are expected to not be stupid. So how is it that there are those that so utterly epitomize the very meaning of Pure Failure.
Last week, wanting to go get something to eat at an early hour of the morning, some friends and myself ventured to Denny's after both Village Inn and IHOP were closed. I haven't the time to rant about how stupid it is for both Village Inn and IHOP to be closed, because it forced us to visit Denny's. Upon arriving at the big "D", a voice from deep inside my soul, greatly urged me to refrain from going inside. I ignored the voice and I am so, so sorry that I did.
After entering Denny's we were shown our seats and luckily for us, we were surrounded...by idiots. Now these weren't you run of the mill idiots, these idiots excelled in different aspects of idiocy. I will elaborate.
After about 5 minutes after arrival, a group of people came into the restaurant. I have never seen a more pathetic sight. Each one of them lacked individuality and instead survived by leeching off of their friends lack of individuality. They all wore "gangsta" clothes and spoke with less than stellar English. The words "dude" and "sweet" and "I have no personality" were used superfluously. If I were throwing an awesome birthday party at, let's say Chuck E. Cheese's (a story for another time) these are the guys that wouldn't even be considered to be given an invitation to the shindig due to their inability to have any redeeming qualities that would benefit the goers of the party.
Also during our Denny's stay there were these group of pseudo-intellectuals that for the majority of their stay, debated the pronunciation of the word Caramel. I never knew that such an insignificant word could waste so much time of someone's life. Of course, considering that their lives are nothing but wastes anyway, its not that serious of a deal.
I could go on and on about how the waitress was probably the worst waitress I had ever had, but then I would have to rescind my comment the next time I go to Denny's because I would end up with a waitress that was worse.
Denny's, with its stellar service mixed with the overflowing number of douchebags that frequent the place help Denny's become Pure Failure. If you have to go to Denny's because you are forced to do it, here's some advice: jump out of the car while its driving. It doesn't matter how fast the car is going, open the door and remember: tuck and roll. Because if you allow yourself to go to Denny's not only will you be subject to the worst service in restaurant history (I mean, do they actually try to suck that bad?) but you will end up being one of those douchebags that I write about because you went to Denny's.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
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