Hooters, Hooters, Hooters, what have you done. On Friday we set out to the convention, an anime convention, in hindsight maybe what you did to us was retribution for our sins, in that case, I still can't forget you. My sister, her friend, and I walked in at about 7:30, we were tired, sweaty, covered in the dust of an anime convention. We didn't know it would end even worse than it had begun. We stood there awkwardly for about 5 minutes, not knowing whether we should seat ourselves of wait to be seated until a cheerful looking waitress came over and asked for us to excuse her for the wait. The restaurant was at half capacity. Being decent human beings of course we excused her and took a seat at a booth where the afternoon sun beat in like it had something to prove. Our server, another cheerful, well-meaning waitress, who I will call charlie, came over and took our drink orders, 2 waters and an iced tea. Charlie then proceeded to disappear into the void, at least I'm pretty sure it was the void, there is no way she was in the restaurant all that time and not come over to communicate with us in a meaningful way. Charlie was gone long enough that another server came over and checked on us thinking that we hadn't been served yet. About a half hour passed until she came back to take our food order. Drinks still hadn't come. Realizing this i just mention that we haven't gotten our drinks yet thinking that she may have forgotten. Charlie turns to walk away, thinking that she might be another half hour before we see her again, and ask if she can take our order. Charlie takes it and then disappears again. We wait, politely and patiently, a half hour passes we get our waters and an iced tea, she brings out small plates and we get excited, but lo, nothing came. An entire hour passes, Charlie comes over to our area with plates, our excitement builds as we've become desperate, she starts laying the plates down. Ohhhhhhh boy. 2 of the orders are completely wrong. My sister's order is right but hold up and call NASA because the bottom of it is darker than vanta black. We tell her two of the orders are not right and ask if they can be sent back. My sister, ravenous with hunger, sets into her black sandwich after scraping as much coal off it as possible. Time continues to pass, my sister finishes her sandwich and we result to eating the blackened cheese bits from her plate. What's that speech Frodo gives in the 3rd Lord of the Rings while laying on the side of the mountain with Sam after destroying the ring? " We forgot the taste of bread... the sound of trees... the softness of the wind." By this time several people have come in, eaten, and left. We're done making jokes and speculating to what ends of the earth Charlie has ventured trying to acquire our food. A group of small children come in for one of the kid's birthdays, the group of six get in, get served, get a birthday hoopla, and get out while we still wait for our food. The restaurant has been at quarter capacity since just after the first half hour we were in there. Charlie comes over and asks Betsy if she would like to pay, she says yes. A half hour passes from Betsy getting her food before Charlie brings out our stuff. Being that it was about 9:00pm by the time we get our food combined with the fact we hadn't eaten much of anything since breakfast, we could have been served dead flies and we would have accepted it like it was a gift of diamonds from the Queen herself. We scarf down our meager meal with wild abandon. Any dream of dessert we had thought possible completely abandoned. Charlie comes over and asks if we'd like to pay and leaves again. I hope whatever masterpiece she's working on in the back is worth it. We've been in the Hooters for about 2 hours at this point and it'll be another 25 minutes before Charlie comes back with the debit machine. She makes light conversation as we're paying. Do I like Drake? Hunny I'll tell ya I sucked the dude off if it will get us out faster. Lord forgive us but there were no tips given this meal. We emerge from the establishment 2 hours and half hours spent, emotionally and physically drained. I swear I could see a "Welcome to Hell" sign on the distant horizon. read more