When I dine at a Mexican restaurant, it seems perfectly natural that the servers and busboys are Hispanic. Likewise, at the local Chinese restaurant, I have no problem believing that the staff is all Asian. Somehow, though, I'm having a hard time believing all of these waiters and waitresses at the Olive Garden are Italian.
Sure, they sound Italian. Most times they may even look Italian. But when I"m outside of the Olive Garden, I almost never run into any Italians. Hispanics and Asians are all over the place.
HIJACKED POST: Perhaps if you ate INSIDE, you would notice the Italians!
7 comments:
Interesting observations. Kind of like false advertising, isn't it. I feel the same way when I eat at the local Red Lobster, and meet all the crabby wait people. Good thing we have a Hooters in town.
Stop posting my blogs before I'm done writing them!
I'll bet there are a few fakes at Hooters too.
I wouldn't brag about what you wrote. It certainly isn't what I would term prose. Besides you could use some help.
There weren't any fakes at my Hooters. Trust me. Maybe a few brunettes posing as blondes, but I was able to confirm the truth. . .
Of course I know your hooters aren't fake. Why would a guy actually try to have your man-boobs?! By the way, have you considered a man-siere?
Listen Bro, I think you're a Boob! Isn't that what they call "tit for tat?"
Hey, I thought we were bosom buddies?
That's the way I describe Katie Couric, or is that "perky?" What would you sug-chest?
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