Restaurants...

Seriously, how annoying can restaurants be? They are up there with America in terms of potentially annoying things that can happen in them.

Take last friday night for example, in a well known Italian restaurant. We arrive, on time, for a table booked for 8o'clock, and where is it? Not free yet. In fact, it wasn't free until nearer to 8.20pm! Ragin, and my little friend Natalie, who tends to get stressed out by little things, was F-REAKIN out because the stupid beggars couldn't book tables with enough of a gap to ensure they are free when they need to be!

Another annoying thing in the same restaurant is the fact that the waiting staff watch over you as you eat endlessly, and seem as though they are trying deperately to put you off your food. An impossibility for someone like me, but it is incredibly frustrating if you feel someone is watching you as you eat. Prices are good though, and the food is excellent.

Restaurants in general though, especially in little ol' Norn Iron irk me all the time. Another example is the Causeway Coast Hotel. I use this one because they can't even get Lasagne right. I mean, Lasagne? Wrong? Really? For frig's sake, I can make better lasagne than they did, and at least mine would be cooked! Dispicable when you consider that the Causeway is THE tourist attraction of Northern Ireland and attracts a serious amount of trade from such, only for them to be met with a half-hearted menu and uncooked food even a schoolkid in his or her Home Ec class could better!

What about tipping? Do you tip regardless of service? I sure as heck don't, if they don't deserve it DON'T GIVE IT TO THEM!!! That way, when they improve their service the next time, they'll have not only bettered themselves, but the restaurant will improve for everyone else as well.

Finally, as if this rant wasn't long enough, you get the perverts. That's right folks, the bar staff, concierges and even the occasional waitress who just can't keep their eyes off you or your date. Now that's annoying, really REALLY annoying. Alright, so I've pulled above my station on numerous occasions, that doesn't mean the flippin waiter can leer across the table at my girl, hell no, cause I'm likely to take offence and in a worst case scenario, beat him with his own tray in front of everyone, til he cries like some schoolboy bitch. Likewise, whilst more flattering, it is off-putting when a waitress gives you the eye, she should know better.

I'm done. Like good Steak.