I was waiting for my order from IN-N-OUT in Fisherman's Wharf and I walked into Hooter's to check out their menu-which is located right next door. I walked past the front area and was asked if I needed help. I said no.
Then one of the dingbat employees tells me I can't walk past a certain area-mumbling something incoherent. I was taken aback by her rude nature.
The wings are pretty good @ Hooters- but there is no way in hell I'm going to frequent any of their stores across the nation. The only exception will be the Hooters Casino in Vegas where I'll partake in the wings @ Dan Marino's from midnight to 6am. They have 25 cent wings from that time period and the joint gets fucking packed!
I've always found it ridiculous that the women wear hose under their orange shorts...
And just think, I've even been to the original Hooters in Clearwater...
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