Poor Patty
Dinner last night at the Gables Diner would've been so much more pleasant had we not been sitting two booths from this obnoxious jerk and his wife/girlfriend, Patty.
Frankly, I would have never thought twice about him and his self-aggrandizing ("I come on so strong", "I'm a very aggressive person", etc.) or what seemed to be a dinner-long argument, except that the way he very patronizingly intoned "Patty" (or "Patty, Patty, Patty") before or after every declaration grated on every single nerve of mine. It got to a point where I could just not stand being in the restaurant any more.
The Diner wasn't very busy last night, but even so, he was going on and on so freaking loudly that it was obvious that he was begging for attention. I think I was supposed to walk out of there amazed at how aggressive he is and empathizing with how very wronged he is, what with Patty thinking he's wrong all the time (I mean, "statistically speaking" there really is no way that's possible). But in reality, UGH. Patty, girl, run. Run and don't look back.
Also, if I may so boldly offer this guy two pieces of advice: there's no such thing as comparing apples to clams; and you just order pie a la mode, not "with the a la mode".
Thanks for ruining our dinner, pal.
Frankly, I would have never thought twice about him and his self-aggrandizing ("I come on so strong", "I'm a very aggressive person", etc.) or what seemed to be a dinner-long argument, except that the way he very patronizingly intoned "Patty" (or "Patty, Patty, Patty") before or after every declaration grated on every single nerve of mine. It got to a point where I could just not stand being in the restaurant any more.
The Diner wasn't very busy last night, but even so, he was going on and on so freaking loudly that it was obvious that he was begging for attention. I think I was supposed to walk out of there amazed at how aggressive he is and empathizing with how very wronged he is, what with Patty thinking he's wrong all the time (I mean, "statistically speaking" there really is no way that's possible). But in reality, UGH. Patty, girl, run. Run and don't look back.
Also, if I may so boldly offer this guy two pieces of advice: there's no such thing as comparing apples to clams; and you just order pie a la mode, not "with the a la mode".
Thanks for ruining our dinner, pal.
Labels: b.s.
posted by Tere at
1/05/2008
11 Comments:
you have some good posts, but you seem to be very bitter your self quite often. don't forget we live in miami, so don't expect too much from people.
Yes, but in person, I keep the bitterness inside, where it belongs.
But you've made me so sad. Here I was, aiming for snark with a side of bitchy, and I fail.
Sad face.
I don't see it as being bitter. More like being human. Hearing the same name repeated over and over and over again, while your trying to eat .... who wouldn't get annoyed.
I do not see it as bitter I see it exactly as you said someone trying to get attention. As children (and parents we teach and are taught to use "our inside voice". This is not just a cute saying it is true no one wants to hear another person's conversation. I am so sure this guy would of loved it if someone made comments on what he was saying say someone from another table. Oh he would of pretended to annoyed at how rude to listen in and would of loved oh you were so loud. But, really why add fuel to the already burning fire. Oh Patty run like Heck and do not look back. Can you imagine if Patty was just as loud as he was? Oh the horror!
I had that dude behind me at Bonefish a couple weeks ago... he was bragging about everything, and then was chiselling the bill and giving the server a hard time. After a couple of drinks, I just turned and offered to pick up his tab if he would just shut the F up. The manager was so grateful he comped our bottle of wine...
Why didn't you change tables?
Because we always go with the same server, and this was her only table that was farthest from this guy. Any other table in her station was CLOSER to him!
Also, he could be heard throughout the entire back section of the restaurant, and the front was full at the time we were there.
I was gonna be screwed no matter what! :-)
I know a Patty who's boyfriend sounds just like that ass.
Out of curiosity - were they an attractive couple, in their '50's (but clinging to 25)?
I tried not to turn around to stare at them too much, but they were good looking enough. I would have put them at mid-40's, but if they're clinging to 25, perhaps I was just fooled by their efforts!
Patty was blond.
You know, i think we've all had one of these jerks sit near us at one point in our lives. I read this blog quite often, but never actually post. I too had a much to similar experience at the diner a month and half ago. I couldn't even enjoy a single bite of my Monte Cristo sandwich, without having some loud mouthed asshole yelling through out the whole meal. I can't help but think this is the same guy.
At times like these, selective attention just isn't enough!
Thanks for the posts.
I was to get my lunch in Gables Diner, I ordered an unbelieve 10oz hamburger loaded with fries for $11,recomended.
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