The Night of Shitty Customer Service

[thebitterguy]

Met up with elizalavelle last night at the Silver Snail to reclaim my blessed, blessed Y tpbs (oh, #10, when will you be mine?). We were both hoping to get Buffy #10, but apparently the Snail was taking an extra day of New Years, since the new comix had not made their appearance. Of course, good luck getting someone to tell you that pithy fact. "The Silver Snail: We have our reputation, we don't need customer service!"

We both ended up getting some bargain action figures, I a Sawyer from Lost Series 2 and she a Conundrum Minimates fig. He's so creepy.

After divesting myself of stuff at Supercar, we wandered downtown to get some dinner. Man, that ain't easy. I think the Bishop & Belcher is now a shrine to women's footwear of some kind. Wandered into Burrito Boyz, and out agin when we realized it was a takeout place, which I suppose must work wonderfully in the Summer or if you live nearby, which did not fit the bill in this case.

So we ended up at a Dunn's in the theatre district, where once again our attempts to initiate commerce were nearly foiled. The hostess led us to our seats and handed us our menus (and gave us cutlery!). Quick perusal and we decided what to get. Nobody came to get drink orders, but what the heck, right? We folded the menus and put them down, in case they needed some subtle hints.

That was apparently too subtle. So I grabbed a waitress (vocally, not physically) and asked "Who's handling our table?" To which she replied "I guess I am."

I guess you fucking are.

The food was okay; I got a towering Club sammich (where Towering = double decker) and elizalavelle grabbed the fish n' chips, for express purpose of eating some and saving some for lunch. A fairly unimpressive performance by the front of house people at Dunn's.

Admittedly, the evening wasn't bad, what with gossip and shopping. I'm just cranky, what with wanting a beverage within the first 20 minutes of entering a restaurant. It ain't like they couldn't see us, either.

Dropped off elizalavelle at her place and zoom zoomed off home to feed the cats and play Civ IV way too late.

Gotta say I do love Letterman's strike beard. I'm growing my strike goatee. I'm gonna do Mr. Eko's little horns thing.

Comments

[electricland.livejournal.com]

I usually go with the Friar & Firkin when I'm in that area.

[elizalavelle.livejournal.com]

Well what do you know, he does have horns now: http://www.theenigmalive.com/who.html

The wait staff not taking our orders was not so cool. Yes we were there late (apparently.) but only because they close freakishly early for a downtown restaurant. AND if they'd served us 20 minutes earlier we'd have been gone sooner.

I think Letterman looks good with a beard, he should keep it... perhaps not so long though. Especially as by next summer there are going to be some crazy strike beards (and goatees) happening!

Argh!

[absinthe-dot-ca.livejournal.com]

No offence, but I *loathe* the word "sammich". The only people I can stand to hear saying it are (a) Nigella Lawson (b) Gordon Ramsay, and (c) small children who don't know any better. And Gordon only gets in because I have too much respect for the man otherwise.

So please, for the sake of my blood pressure, call it what it is - a sandwich, so named for the Earl of Sandwich.

In less ranting tones, might I add that, given the choice, I might have gone to the Peel Pub, where they generally seem more eager to actually serve you (at least on my previous visits).

Re: Argh!

[thebitterguy]

I'm sorry that my attempt to effect a charming affectation by speaking like the heroine of a Victorian children's novel distresses you.

Not enough to stop, unfortunately.

Is the Peel Pub even still open? They had cheap yet tiny wings.

Re: Argh!

[absinthe-dot-ca.livejournal.com]

I don't know if they're still open or not - you'd be in a better position to know than me, I think. Canada 411 doesn't seem to have a listing for them, so they may be defunct.

I don't expect you to stop, but I do expect you to understand why I may feel compelled to bash you repeatedly with a large loaf of bread while screaming "It's pronounced SANDWICH" when next we meet. That's all I ask. :-)

[jeffreyab.livejournal.com]

Its not the Snail its their delivery services backed up due to New Years and the weather.

My local comic shop just got his today.

Re: Argh!

[thebitterguy]

As long as it isn't olive loaf, we're cool.

[thebitterguy]

Oh, it's not surprising. It's not so much the book was late as they were fairly reticent to talk to us.

I guess I'm just not "downtown" enough.

[thebitterguy]

I think I'll writer the manager a letter, "apologizing" for taking up their time. I don't need that horseshit.

[atomiks.livejournal.com]

Bishop and Belcher moved to Church and something'or'ruther.

[thebitterguy]

We passed by it on the way out. Definitely keep that in mind for the next time I'm downtown.

Is it still kinda cramped in there?

[electricland.livejournal.com]

It's often cramped, yeah. Depends what time you show up. If possible, snag one of the booths on the upper level.