Last week my better half and I made plans to go see Hip-Hop Nutcracker. The show was at 8pm and it was about a 45 minute drive to the theater, so we decided to grab a dinner before we hit the road. There was a seafood place that just opened right next to us, so we decided to check it out, figuring an hour for dinner should be plenty of time.
Looking back, I guess the first (perhaps not red, but yellow) flag that should’ve triggered was that our waiter took ten minutes to come to our table and greet us. On the plus side, it gave us a chance to look through the menu and make our choices, so we were able to order drinks, appetizers and entrees all at the same time. Another ten minutes pass, and our appetizers make it to the table. Then drinks in another five (an odd serving order, but hey, they are new.) It is also worth noting that both drinks and appetizers were brought by different people, neither of whom was our original waiter. But again, they are new, somewhat busy, so everyone’s trying to help each other. At this point we’ve got drinks in our hands, something to much on, so life is good. And then the waiting game began.