Buffets…
Okay, so the family and I went to Cici’s Pizza last night for dinner. For those of you not familiar with Cici’s, it’s a pizza buffet for like $1.10, all the pizza you can eat. Fat people run there. And I’m a fat guy, so you know I’m there.
Anyway, we get there and get our drinks and go find our table. Then The Wife and I take turns going to get our first plate (and the kid’s plates as well). Now, there is a flow to every buffet in the history of buffets. That follow usually runs salads, main dishes, desserts. Now there are additions and subtractions, but you get the idea.
So WHY WHY WHY would you come from the back and move forward? I go to the start of the buffet and work my way down and I get interrupted by not one, not two, but three different morons who don’t understand flow. These are probably the same people who come up to you at the end of the bank line and ASK ‘is this the end of the line’? NO, THIS IS THE FRONT AND WE’RE ALL STANDING BACKWARD (credit to Dice for that punchline).
