|There's WOMEN in there, George! We're Leaving!|
I will never understand people who walk into Hooters just to turn around and walk back out. Usually the culprits are a couple between 50 and 60 (couples 60+ seem to adore Hooters - go figure). They'll come in the door, maybe get as far as sitting in a booth - always a booth - and then leave with minimal acknowledgement such as a nod or a murmured "no." And just like that they're gone to dine somewhere more their style, like Ihop or maybe Fuddruckers if they're feeling adventures. Or better yet, the Cracker Barrel. Yeah that's about right.
While I understand why people don't want to come to Hooters in the first place, I don't get why people would ever do this. How on Earth could you not know what to expect from Hooters well before you walk in? I mean Hooters is everywhere in pop culture and has been for over twenty years. Do you really not what to expect? Are you really that surprised to see girls in short shorts and tank tops? Did the noise in a restaurant known for being fun and boisterous catch you unawares? So sorry we frightened you. I can only imagine that's a rather common occurrence when you leave the comfort of the rock you've apparently been living under.
But seriously, do you not know what Hooters is? That is completely and utterly mind boggling to me. Not only is Hooters everywhere, it's freaking called HOOTERS. If that doesn't give you a clue I don't know what would sort of a logo of nothing but tits.
Let me give you the benefit of the doubt for about three seconds and consider that you did know what Hooters was. Obviously at this point you thought you were those hip sort of people that can handle Hooters. You come in and sit down and EGADS! Through your monocle you observe shorts which expose those horrid things called knees. Shorts were expected, but knees are simply unacceptable. That's all it takes to falter the delicate sensibilities of such an upstanding couple.
Seriously, it's Hooters. Get over it. If you can't seem to accomplish that, do yourself a favor and don't pretend you're comfortable here. It's weird for everyone - including yourself - when you come in and leave a few minutes later. I'm not saying you should like Hooters; I just don't want you to make yourself uneasy while you're trying to enjoy a nice dinner out. Do us all a favor and stick to Applebees.