
Originally Posted by
Rockwulf
I'm actually with BP on this one. It's not always my first choice. Usually I'll get some random impulse. A week ago it was to check out the Brazilian Steakhouse that opened up a year or so ago and I've been meaning to get to ever since.
Well at some point last week I just said, "Fuck it, I'm going to the steakhouse on Thursday for lunch." I made a few calls, sent a few texts along the lines of, "I'm going to be at this place at this time. If you want to eat with me, you're welcome to join."
Most people got back to me about, "I'll be in work." or "I have no money" or the other usual excuses not to do something. But 2 of my buddies said they'd be there. Since I showed up a little earlier than I expected to I told the woman at the front desk I'd need a table for 3 and that my friends should be arriving soon. I left my name and asked her to kindly direct anyone asking for me towards my table.
The two guys never showed (I found out later they were both too hungover to function as early as noon). That lead to the only awkward part of the meal, sitting at a big assed 4-top table in the middle of the room when a discreet 2-seater against the wall would have been fine.
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