ChuckMurphy wrote:Anonymous wrote:ChuckMurphy wrote:soft butter, much prefer hard
If the butter is hard, you can't spread it on your bread/potato/whatever.
But you never know how long it's been sitting out...has it gone rancid?
Anonymous wrote:Crooked tables and no lemon in my iced tea. Being seated by a busing station or under a hard-blowing AC vent.
Anonymous wrote:ChuckMurphy wrote:soft butter, much prefer hard
If the butter is hard, you can't spread it on your bread/potato/whatever.
Anonymous wrote:I hate it when I'm taking my post-dinner nap, and the waiter comes by and says "Sir, would you please take your hand out of your pants." Why don't they mind their own business?
I hate it when you go to the trouble of asking for a box for your food, package it all up, and then the waiter forgets to carry it to the car for you. This happens everywhere I go.
I hate it when I order something, and then my wife orders the same exact thing -- from appetizer to dessert.
I hate it when my drink has an even number of ice cubes. Ice cubes may be more evenly distributed through a liquid when there is an odd number.
Anonymous wrote:The same-old tired routine at the Japanese Steak Houses: "Here comes the onion choo choo train!" "Look a beating rice heart!" "Who wants to try to catch the shrimp?"
I say save the gimmick for newcomers and children's birthday party tables.
Anonymous wrote:Filling and filling my wine glass, even if it's not even half empty. What if I don't like having a full wine glass? Stop trying to make us order a second bottle of wine! We won't!
Anonymous wrote:Getting a table instead of a booth or vice versa. Ask me first.