Things I like:
* There are no fucking yuppies here;
* It is older than I am; and
* Portion sizes are ridiculously preposterous (big).
Things I do not like:
- Ventilation. Or lack thereof. Smells smokey. (Maybe I am a yuppie);
- Nickle and dime. A buck for marinara sauce? Fifty cents for ranch? I mean come on. The fucking stromboli costs 12.99$; can I get anything to wet it with besides ketchup that I won't be surprised with on the check; and
- Dr. Guy Fieri's dumb hair.
Now I am obviously no stromboli expert. If you are, educate me on how the fuck am I supposed to eat this thing sans marinara sauce.
So, instead of asking one what sauce one would like (none is offered free), the question is framed as such: "Want any extra sauce." Emphasis being added by the waiter on the word: Extra.
Extra means in addition to. At least that is what I think it means. (I am no English major, as you can tell.) So what the fuck is extra about it? Where is the fucking sauce inclusive with my purchases? I mean, if I am being asked for my preference for "extra" sauce and all. Do they mean extra than what is inside the stromboli? What the fuck is going on here?
Fuck, man. The rent is too damn high. This place is just "A-OK." - E