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[bk]

Ironically, several of my bad service horror tales happened in one restaurant - the now-closed Hamburger Hamlet on Hollywood Blvd.

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At long last page three.

[JMK]

Has anyone else explored the hilarious prank phone calls on YouTube featuring WAV files of Judge Judy and Doctor Phil dealing with telemarketers?  They're hilarious!

[Ron Pulliam]

Hilarity ensues at the drop of many hats.

[bk]

Looks like it's going to be a nice day.  

[bk]

And then there were the rancid shrimp cocktail shrimp at Daily Grill.

[Jane]

We do, fortunately, have hot water and a TV and radio that we can run on batteries.  Also, our land line phone is working, as are all the cell phones (which we can charge in the cars).

Richard, Rob, and Mary Linda did a great job getting most of the debris cleaned up in time to be picked up by the trash crew today.  I helped as I could and kept folks fed from our rapidly-thawing freezer.  We ate up the ice cream Sunday night and the steaks last night (cooked on the outdoor grill).  What we'll eat tonight is anyone's guess.

Under the circumstances you are doing great.  HOT WATER, let alone any water-I'm impressed.

I hope those crews return soon & get your power back up soon.

[Jane]

DR Ron, a couple of comments on your CLOSER SPOILER:

Last night's "The Closer":

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Dkdkj f jfjkfjkjkk j  kdkjlkj ekjkjalkjdlkj kjafhjhl ince uoln a wimg ldjk jl ;jlkj I'm going to have to say that a fine show fell completely to shreds for me in the closing minutes.  All those L.A. officers on the roof of that mall and not one of them aimed at the sniper's head?  It was painfully obvious he had body armor after the first few rounds.  But seven officers are firing dozens of rounds and nobody figured out that the only target was his head? Not one of 'em?  And when someone said "Shoot the bag", why didn't they actually shoot at the sniper's hand which was holding a pipe bomb?  All that supposed talent and they couldn't hit the sniper's sizable head or hand and he was kneeling in an unmoving, fixed position?  After that, they removed the wounded officer from the rooftop and took him out to some isolated parking lot where a NON-EMT helicopter flew in?  REALLY?  No medical personnel for a fallen officer...AT ALL?  And when they were ready to go, the man the wounded officer had saved positions himself in the door to say fumbling words -- words that took 25-30 seconds away from the possibility of saving his co-worker's life?  That final few minutes represented one of the most incomprehensible enactments of complete ineptitude among professional law enforcement personnel I ever hope to see again.  That's my story and I'm adhering to it.  dljfjkfjk  aklj ;ljklk;j l;kaj;lkj l;ajflk;j fdlkjfl;kj ;lkjf; lkjadf;lkj ;lkj;lkfjd;lkajsdf; alksjf.

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I completely understand why these things bothered you.  I was wrapped up enough in the show to let them slide, & can explain some of them away.  Just as I was wondering why no one was aiming for the head, Brenda shouted for them to do so (you must have missed that).  I thought the same thing about hitting the arm, or head, when she shouted bag.  Maybe she figured it was an easier & faster target.  As for using the police helicopter, could be cuz it was already right above them.  As for the fumbling words in the helicopter, the major loss of time was to lean over and hear what the injured officer was saying to him.  

[Jrand74]

Hamburger Hamlet.

That is a nice name.

DR ELMORE I was looking for a link for the SALOME dvd you were writing about and could find nothing on AMAZON....is it available on some top secret site accessed only by a password?

DR JOSE....that cast picture of AMS is kind of scary.

[Jrand74]

DR GINNY sounds like I was in a little pocket of safety storm-wise last weekend.

[Ginny]

Thanks, DR Jane!  Yes, under the circumstances, we're doing fine.  Getting to work today was a bit of a hassle, because a lot of traffic lights are still malfunctioning.  I did manage to find gas for my car and breakfast (with coffee!!!) at McDonald's.  

I let my hair air-dry on my extra-long commute, brought my curling iron and make-up with me, and finished my morning grooming here in my cube.  I wouldn't have worried so much about my appearance, but have to give my 3-hour grantseeking basics class this afternoon.

[Jane]

One of my worst dining experiences was when I was taken to an Indian restaurant back in the early 1970s.  I'd never had Indian food and my cousins said I'd love it extra hot.  I coughed for about twenty minutes straight, and drank about sixteen glasses of water and Diet Coke.  And I've never eaten Indian food since.

I gotta ask, prior to this were you not aware you don't like hot, spicy food?  

I am also shocked no one gave you a milk drink, or the white stuff (can't remember the name) that cuts the heat.  Water & coke were possibly the worst thing you could have done.

[Jane]

I let my hair air-dry on my extra-long commute, brought my curling iron and make-up with me, and finished my morning grooming here in my cube.  I wouldn't have worried so much about my appearance, but have to give my 3-hour grantseeking basics class this afternoon.

 

[Ginny]

DR GINNY sounds like I was in a little pocket of safety storm-wise last weekend.

DR JRand - count your blessings!  From what we've heard from the weather wonks, we were at a critical point where the remnants of Ike crossed a cold front and that's why it was so bad in such a contained area.

[DearReaderLaura]

I'm glad to hear you are ok, Ginny.

[Ginny]

Worst dining experiences?  Today's right up there - lunch from the vending machines:  a bag of cheese crackers and a PayDay candy bar (at least I got a little protein).  We do have a machine that has sandwiches and yogurt, but I didn't know how reliable that refrigeration had been over the past couple of days.

[Jane]

Ironically, several of my bad service horror tales happened in one restaurant - the now-closed Hamburger Hamlet on Hollywood Blvd.

Are there any left?  My brother is sorry the one near him closed.

They had a delicious, extra high, chocolate cake.  I liked their chocolate milk shakes too.  Oh, and the corn bread was pretty good.  All fattening foods, no wonder we didn't go there very often.

[Ginny]

Thank you, DR Laura!

[Kerry]

Most of my horrible nightmare dining experiences have simply become humorous over the years and part of the history of things.

I am usually very kind and patient with food servers, but I once went to lunch at a place I had dined at for about 9 years.  I ordered what I always had ordered, and the waiter brought me the wrong thing and told me that what I wanted was called something else.  I told him I had been ordering and eating the same salad there at least once or twice a week for 9 years.   He started arguing with me and told me that I didn't know which salad was which.  I slowly and calmly asked him to remove the wrong salad and bring me the one I wanted (whatever he chose to call that salad).    I think that was about the only time I did not leave a tip.

[singdaw]

I don't know that I've ever had a truly horrible dining experience, although to echo many, I've often had poor service.

My problem is that I'm very soft-spoken, and to my DH's eternal chagrin, very often it will happen that either I am not brought what I thought I had ordered, or part of my order does not arrive.    

[singdaw]

I am a softee when it comes to tipping.  I pretty much always leave 20%+, even when service hasn't been up to snuff.

[Jane]

DR Singdaw, I believe I have had a few problems with orders for the same reason.

[Kerry]

One of my other horrible experiences had nothing to do with anyone else doing anything wrong.  It was one of my first dates with DRMusicGuy lo those many years ago.  I am not particularly fond of crab legs and don't find them worth all the trouble.  If you have have that many implements to get to the food, perhaps you should change foods.  And the hardest part to get is always, "the sweetest meat."  I think there is probably someone somewhere who considers chicken beaks the sweetest meat.

At any rate, at some point while cracking open one of the crab legs, I thought I saw something fly in front of me, and it felt like something had landed on my head.  I asked Lyn if there was anything in my hair (I had a lot of it at the time).  He said he couldn't see anything.  I thought I did pretty well throughout the evening, and we got along well.  It was only later that I went to the restroom and saw that not only did I have a huge piece of crab on the top of my head, but I had spilled a glop of guacamole on the crotch of my pants, and the cuffs of my pants (very deep cuffs as it was 1973) had some peas and corn in them that had fallen there.   I was humiliated but thought how absurd it was and still find it funny.  It was probably a good week though, before I'd go out and eat in public again.

I always figure something like that would have happened to me had I dined with Fred Astaire-- crab on my head, guacamole on my crotch and my cuffs filled with crumbs and peas and corn!

[Kerry]

I have worked in restaurants; most of my friends have, and my sister was a waitress for about 7 years while going to school, so I usually overtip and try to apologize for the many customers who are not nice.

But I am a picky eater and like things to be served the way I order them (dressing on the side or a steak well-done, etc.) and I try to be very clear and very gracious about it.  Most of the time, there are no problems.  

[Kerry]

We once had a waitress at a coffee shop who went around the table,  of the 6 people in our party, only two were having coffee.  She read the order back to us as "That'll be two coffees and 4 no coffees."

[Jane]

One of my other horrible experiences had nothing to do with anyone else doing anything wrong.  It was one of my first dates with DRMusicGuy lo those many years ago.  I am not particularly fond of crab legs and don't find them worth all the trouble.  If you have have that many implements to get to the food, perhaps you should change foods.  And the hardest part to get is always, "the sweetest meat."  I think there is probably someone somewhere who considers chicken beaks the sweetest meat.

At any rate, at some point while cracking open one of the crab legs, I thought I saw something fly in front of me, and it felt like something had landed on my head.  I asked Lyn if there was anything in my hair (I had a lot of it at the time).  He said he couldn't see anything.  I thought I did pretty well throughout the evening, and we got along well.  It was only later that I went to the restroom and saw that not only did I have a huge piece of crab on the top of my head, but I had spilled a glop of guacamole on the crotch of my pants, and the cuffs of my pants (very deep cuffs as it was 1973) had some peas and corn in them that had fallen there.   I was humiliated but thought how absurd it was and still find it funny.  It was probably a good week though, before I'd go out and eat in public again.

I always figure something like that would have happened to me had I dined with Fred Astaire-- crab on my head, guacamole on my crotch and my cuffs filled with crumbs and peas and corn!

ROTFLOL.  Thanks for sharing the story

[singdaw]

and 4 no coffees

And did you make your contract?

[a bridge reference]

[Jrand74]

Hey, crabhead - pass the salt, please.

[JoseSPiano]

Good Afternoon!

Lunch!

[JoseSPiano]

But before I head out to get some fresh air...

It's been a pretty cool morning. We are seeing mainly Actors today, and it has been a true joy to watch, observe and enjoy all the Acting. And the People Behind The Table are a great bunch of folks today too!