She probably gave him the sandwich leftovers tooThat bitch is smart!
This is what I meant with Moo Cows Lives Matter! I'd rather be veggie than have incinerated steak.I feel sorry for the poor animal whose sacrifice was entirely in vain. Now I want a non charcoal steak.
Was thinking this tooNo way you took a chick to Morton's on a first date.
What if they have sex with you after though. Then see them again?If I tell someone I'm treating them to dinner and then they go and order the most expensive things on the menu and top shelf liquor I will cut them from my life permanently.
Whenever someone treats me to dinner I always order one of the cheapest entrees. I'm actually very uncomfortable not paying my own way. I know, I'm weird.
So, I take a girl I met through an acquaintance out on a date. I thought, “Morton’s, this is going to be classy!” She orders an old fashioned, and I’m like, “Wow, she knows her drinks! Maybe she’s secretly a bartender and just wanted to see if I could keep up.” But then, it comes time to order the main course, and she goes for a steak well done. I’m thinking, “Okay, maybe she’s just really into sunbathing her food.”
The steak arrives, and it looks like it had a little too much fun on the grill. But she sends it back, saying it wasn’t cooked enough. I’m like, “Did you just order a steak that could double as a hockey puck?” She keeps sending it back two more times! I’m starting to wonder if she had a secret bet with the kitchen staff to see how many times she could get a steak that could be used as a frisbee. By the end of the night, I’m just hoping she doesn’t start asking for a steak that could be used as a trampoline! I shit you not the meat looked like this:
And if this wasn’t bad enough, she ate this with those individual mustard and mayonnaise packets that she brought in, like she was auditioning for a role in a condiment commercial. “Now, watch closely as I perform the delicate art of packet fusion!” she declared, squeezing them together with the precision of a surgeon. Meanwhile, I’m sitting there so embarrassed!
Apologies you beat me to itThis is what I meant with Moo Cows Lives Matter! I'd rather be veggie than have incinerated steak.
That's not weird, it's common courtesy.If I tell someone I'm treating them to dinner and then they go and order the most expensive things on the menu and top shelf liquor I will cut them from my life permanently.
Whenever someone treats me to dinner I always order one of the cheapest entrees. I'm actually very uncomfortable not paying my own way. I know, I'm weird.
Nope. Wouldn't even make a move. She is gone.What if they have sex with you after though. Then see them again?
Sometimes people that do this are used to eating at one or two spots where the food is listed as spicy etc and it is very mild and that is what they gauge things by.I went out with this women who ordered 2 orders of jalapeno poppers as appetizer. She ate one and said they are so spicy and didn't eat anymore. Then she said she doesn't like spicy foods. Wtf. Then she ordered a fried chicken sandwich that came with spicy mayo and only ate a few bites. What the fuck
That might have been the case. But if a person says they don't like spicy, why order something that says spicy mayo on the description??Sometimes people that do this are used to eating at one or two spots where the food is listed as spicy etc and it is very mild and that is what they gauge things by.
Then they go somewhere else and the jalepenos are fresh and healthy and spicy dishes to them are like ground zero at Nagasaki.
Yeah I have no answer and I have personally seen people do that too. The complaining and not eating at the end drives me nuts. It's like they set out to have a shit dining experience from the start so they have a conversation piece for their other social circles. I dunno.That might have been the case. But if a person says they don't like spicy, why order something that says spicy mayo on the description??
I'm not usually the judgmental type... but I'm pretty sure she's a horrible person and should be arrested for unforgivable crimes against steak.So, I take a girl I met through an acquaintance out on a date. I thought, “Morton’s, this is going to be classy!” She orders an old fashioned, and I’m like, “Wow, she knows her drinks! Maybe she’s secretly a bartender and just wanted to see if I could keep up.” But then, it comes time to order the main course, and she goes for a steak well done. I’m thinking, “Okay, maybe she’s just really into sunbathing her food.”
The steak arrives, and it looks like it had a little too much fun on the grill. But she sends it back, saying it wasn’t cooked enough. I’m like, “Did you just order a steak that could double as a hockey puck?” She keeps sending it back two more times! I’m starting to wonder if she had a secret bet with the kitchen staff to see how many times she could get a steak that could be used as a frisbee. By the end of the night, I’m just hoping she doesn’t start asking for a steak that could be used as a trampoline! I shit you not the meat looked like this:
And if this wasn’t bad enough, she ate this with those individual mustard and mayonnaise packets that she brought in, like she was auditioning for a role in a condiment commercial. “Now, watch closely as I perform the delicate art of packet fusion!” she declared, squeezing them together with the precision of a surgeon. Meanwhile, I’m sitting there so embarrassed!
Well it is 2024... so she COULD have been a "she".she should have ate it with ketchup like a real man