It all started after BYU beat Washington at home a couple weeks back. (Sidenote: it was an awesome game to watch and attend) My brother, Michael, came with me to the game and we met up with his roommate and our friend, John, afterwards to give them a ride home. We were all hungry so we decided to go to Denny's.
Little did we know that we were going to be there for over 2 hours.
We hit the last of the game crowd when we arrived but were seated immediately. (After about 20-30 min there weren't very man people there at all.) Our waiter didn't come to our table for 10-15 min ... which we thought was kinda weird but didn't think too much about it. He took our orders and then we only saw him once before he brought us our food .... 1 1/2 hours later ... and it was cold (like it had ready for an hour). Our drinks were never refilled ... even when we asked him to. Michael couldn't even finish his food because he was so thirsty. Another waitress that came on shift ended up cleaning our places and telling our waiter to bring us our checks. Every once in a while, I would see him peer out of the kitchen door, look around at the tables for 2 seconds, and then go back to hiding in the kitchen. It was sooo crazy. We watched several other groups of people walk out without receiving their food but we wanted to be better than that. It actually really bothers me when people do stuff like that, but that's another story. Poor guy ... he was obviously new ... but ... had his parent's never taken him out to dinner before?
Anyways .... for such a crazy, unusual, horrible restaurant experience with our food .... it was the most ideal group of people it could have happened to. We were laughing pretty much the whole time. Mike and John are 2 of the funniest people I know ... put them together ... plus Matt ... and there's no way of not laughing so hard your crying. We made light of the situation and time passed by with the game of "3 things", making paper airplanes out of the placemats, finger people acts, and so on. The 2 hours passed by fairly quickly for how starving and thirsty we were. We couldn't imagine if this had happened to a couple on their first date .... it would probably be the worst first date experience ever.
So ... moral of the story is this:
Go to IHOP
And ... I'm extremely grateful for good friends and especially friends that me laugh so hard I cry.
I really hope this doesn't come across as being mean ... we just all thought it was such an unusual, crazy, incredible experience ... I just had to write it down for memories
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