What the hell?

Recently, Angry and I had the pleasure to see Colin Mochrie and Brad Sherwood of Whose Line Is It Anyway fame.  We see their show every year (the tickets are our Christmas present to each other).

We ate dinner before the show at a bar across the street from the theater.  We like this place and plan to eat there before the show every year.  It’s a small joint.  There are about 12 seats at the bar itself and five tiny tables.  They offer a limited menu of about 8 appetizers and a few “dinner” items.  Those offer a chicken sandwich, a French dip sandwich, chicken satay, and a burgers (and some stuff I can’t remember).  I think this is actually quite a large selection for such a small place.  And, the food is really good!

As we were enjoying our food (two appetizers for me and chicken tenders for Angry), many people came in and were looking to eat before the aforementioned show.  When they looked at the menu, they seemed surprised by the “limited” choices.  I heard the phrase, “That’s it?” several times.  
Most of these people left and seemed upset.  A few hung around and ordered food in a rather cranky manner (to the bartenders chagrin). 

What the hell?  It’s a small place that actually has a decent menu.  If you failed to make reservations at a nearby restaurant on the night of a show, you get what you get.

Are they always this unhappy?  What did they expect from a small joint like this?  Why didn’t they plan ahead?  Why not give it a try?  Why act so nasty towards the bartender?

Questions that will never be answered.  All I can say is, "Quit your bitchin’ people!"