Today I ordered a steak at a “restaurant” and it came to me raw. When I asked them why it wasn’t cooked they said to me that how were they too know I wasn’t going to bring an oven. Too make matters worse they never gave me a fork or knife which I assumed any restaurant would place on a table. When I went to return the steak they said the restaurant was closing and couldn’t do anything about it. Can you believe this was at a restaurant which you had pay for your meal in advance I was told that they would make up for the inconvenience by one of the owners. It is obvious to me that this better be the case for if I don’t receive just consideration I will expand $$’s, time and energies to make sure no body wants to walk in this establishment ever again. For this is one patron that they don’t want to F*** with.
FOOTNOTE- This is a metaphor for a restaurant but those who performed this “service” know who they are and if satisfication doesn’t occur this revelation on the blog will be the least of their worries.