Restaurants, Jobs, and the Usual Disappointments
One other thing about our little foray out in the world for Suziema today. She had a couple of places in mind to go to, the Mill Creek trip being one of them, but I insisted we check out a new place that I had applied to, but wasn't even invited to interview. It looked promising, CIA guys running it (Hyde Park, not Langley). Ambitious name, though overly pretentious (the name) for our area.
I was expecting to see a menu that was exotic, an atmosphere that was at least inviting, and a promising late-lunch crowd. The place was dead. We got water and ice tea, and a menu that had a font and colors that were unreadable in the light scheme they chose. The place is bare bones, cheezy seats, and just an odd, open space in a strip mall.
We stopped in, looked around, couldn't read the menu, what we could grasp was uninteresting, were unimpressed, and left.
There's something odd about a lot of restauranteurs around here, and I suspect, other places. It's as if they're not really trying. As if there's another agenda going on, like tax write-offs or something. So many of them, if they have the option to do something right, they choose to do something else. The one, honest guy I ever worked for told me pretty much what he was going through daily (oddly enough, we ran into him today, too. I have to get out more), and that story was that he was broke and going under...
The other places, the owners tell you everything is going swimmingly (except the horrible job they claim you're doing) and they have all the cash they need to make the place go, until they shut the doors.
But, I still need a job. It's a poor man's version of this:
(Well maybe not...sort of. The way I see it, anyway. Doesn't matter. I loved this show, and this is good enough of an excuse to slide it in here)
I was expecting to see a menu that was exotic, an atmosphere that was at least inviting, and a promising late-lunch crowd. The place was dead. We got water and ice tea, and a menu that had a font and colors that were unreadable in the light scheme they chose. The place is bare bones, cheezy seats, and just an odd, open space in a strip mall.
We stopped in, looked around, couldn't read the menu, what we could grasp was uninteresting, were unimpressed, and left.
There's something odd about a lot of restauranteurs around here, and I suspect, other places. It's as if they're not really trying. As if there's another agenda going on, like tax write-offs or something. So many of them, if they have the option to do something right, they choose to do something else. The one, honest guy I ever worked for told me pretty much what he was going through daily (oddly enough, we ran into him today, too. I have to get out more), and that story was that he was broke and going under...
The other places, the owners tell you everything is going swimmingly (except the horrible job they claim you're doing) and they have all the cash they need to make the place go, until they shut the doors.
But, I still need a job. It's a poor man's version of this:
(Well maybe not...sort of. The way I see it, anyway. Doesn't matter. I loved this show, and this is good enough of an excuse to slide it in here)
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