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May 06, 2005
Hooters
How it pains me to even type that word. I now feel that I need to thoroughly clean my keyboard--or whatever the equivalent of washing its mouth out with soap would be.
I'm at work, and I just listened to a conversation among three engineers about how they take their wives and kids to the place that shall not be named (typing it twice was enough). "They wear clothes and everything," one of them (not of our office, thankfully) pointed out when I nearly vomited in disgust. And I think you know who "they" refers to.
The kicker was when our office manager (a woman, who should know better) came in and noted that she has taken her adolescent son's sports team to the place that shall not be named. "They like the wings," she said.
Here's to raising the next generation.
(I think some purging is now in order. Perhaps I'll just throw out my keyboard, maybe my entire computer, and, heck, might as well burn my desk while we're at it. Think the office would mind?)
Posted by Lisa at May 6, 2005 10:27 AM
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Bad enough as an eatery, yes, but think how delighted I was to whip up a press conference celebrating the arrival of Hooters Air in town. Yes, indeed. So should your heart ever desire to jump a plane and head to Myrtle Beach (just about the only place the airline flies), do check out the low, low rates and tight, tight tees of Hooters Air.
As their leadership is proud to point out, they are 24/7 non-stop.
Posted by: Marion at May 6, 2005 01:07 PM