We only ate there one night, which we hope will not endanger our chances for survival. The only good element was the beer we drank, but the food was downright bad, and probably lethal, had we made a regular habit of eating at a place like that one.
When we asked for the check, I also asked the waiter if the place had a “Michelin Star”. I assumed he knew what that kind of star this was, because he smartly answered “I don’t know, maybe a fraction of a star?”I reassured him that maybe another classification would me more appropriate like a “Two Star Firestone”. I picked that brand of tires because it had been severely beaten up by a series of accidents several decades ago.
As a matter of fact, in September of 2000, Firestone admitted for the first time that it had produced defective tires, and that their design, along with possible quality control problems at one of its plants, appeared to be what caused the catastrophic tread failures it sustained at that time.
The waiter was either very accommodating or quite sharp, because he quipped “That’s one I’ll remember!”
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