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Money Can't Buy You a NEW ATTITUDE


The Countess LuAnn was right when she sang, "Money can't buy you class." And I know, who the hell is The Countess LuAnn? Subject for another type of blog. But the people who think that because they are spending a lot of money at a restaurant/hotel, entitles them to become part-time owners of the establishment.

"I've spent over 25,000 dollars at this hotel, I should be allowed to smoke inside if I please! That's the least you could do for me." --Of course. We'll get the Governor on the phone and change the law for you right away. In the meantime, perhaps you could light yourself on fire so you could get that warm feeling from smoking. Let me know if I can help. :)

Or the people who spend a good amount of money for dinner with 8 or 10 of their friends, (thankfully only 1 person paid the check, not 8 different forms of payment--see my joke about "paying the check.) The restaurant closes, and the people are still there like they're "squatting" on their house that was foreclosed. There is a reason why it's called "business hours," because at the end of those hours, the business is CLOSED. I have an account at Wells Fargo, but when they're closed I don't get to continue to sit in the lounge at drink free cappuccinos. "What do you mean you're closed? My money is here! And I know Wells!"

Have a great time. Spend tons of your money. But you don't own the place. Besides, if you have that much money to spend, buy your own place. And while you're at it, buy a new attitude. Let's incorporate a new standard for going out to restaurants... SIT DOWN. SHUT UP. and SMILE. The "3 S's." Keep it simple.

Until next time... Server's don't pay their rent with compliments.

"Bitter, party of one? Your table is ready."

The Bitter Bistro

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