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From the moment I walked in the door, I had a bad feeling. Other than my group of four, the restaurant was empty. At 7 PM. On a Saturday.
Even though the restaurant was empty, it was still incredibly loud. There were several massive, old box fans scattered throughout the restaurant, and they were noisier than the propellors on a crop-dusting airplane. We all had to shout to be heard.
The waiter was rude from the start. When I asked for sparkling water, he called me a fag. The beverage he served me was warm and smelled like pee, so I didn’t drink it.
I excused myself to the restroom, only to find shit smeared on the mirrors and used feminine products laying on the floor, oozing blood. I fought my gag reflex back and returned to my seat.
While waiting for my food, I saw a cockroach run across my table. When I complained to my waiter, he told me he didn’t think I was the “kinda fella who would complain about getting a little extra cock.” I told him bugs shouldn’t be in restaurants, and he told me to quit my “damn bitching.”
We waited a long time for our food. I wasn’t sure why because we were the only customers. But then I found my answer when I saw smoke creep up from the kitchen and begin to fill the restaurant. I wanted to leave, but I was also famished. And I was worried that going meant starting our wait over again at another restaurant. My wife and our friends, pleaded with me to leave. And I should have listened because that’s when the smoke detector started blaring. I headed for the door, and I made it there just in time to watch a fire truck crash into my Toyota Camry, totaling the vehicle. The firefighters ran straight to the kitchen, and I heard the chef shout he had only burned a bit of food. “Nothing to worry about! False alarm!” he shouted.
The firefighters left, laughing, and the waiter told us there was no reason to be alarmed. “Have a seat,” he urged. “Your food will be right out.”
The meal they gave me wasn’t what I ordered. I had ordered a roasted cauliflower and Brussel sprouts salad, but I received a hamburger and fries. I complained again about receiving the wrong order, and the waiter told me that’s all the food I was going to get. I took the bun off to find a raw lump of ground beef. It hadn’t even been cooked in the slightest! And upon closer inspection, I saw maggots wiggle out of the meat and squirm onto my plate.
The other orders at my table were wrong as well. My wife ordered salmon and received an uncooked hot dog. Strangely enough, our friends who both ordered sushi received the only cooked items on the menu. However, both of their sashimi was charred black and inedible.
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yes,