We were at a little place for lunch today but had great difficulty carrying on a conversation due to the dude two tables over incessantly spouting inane blather at his lunch guests in a very, very loud voice. Please folks, when indoors, use your indoor voice! You only have to be heard by the people at your table – not the whole damn restaurant! —Full of beans
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Testify, Beans. There was a time in the late ’90’s when it seemed that SOBova and Ii couldn’t go to a restaurant without being stuck next to a table of middle-aged American expats, loudly trying to out-serene the other and braying that they had followed The Master to H^lif^x during the administration of Bush the Elder.
And even though they were wearing socks with their sandals, I somehow doubt they were Dr. Who fans, so I presume they were buddhists.
It made ordering Veal, or Lobster Fra Diavolo, all the more enjoyable. Heh heh heh.
YOU THINK YOU HAD PROBLEMS
“We were at a little table for lunch today but had great difficulty carrying on a conversation due to the dude two tables over incessantly spouting inane blather at his lunch guests in a very, very loud voice.” Full of beans
You think you had problems. We were also at a little table for lunch but had great difficulty carrying on a conversation due to the dude wearing a little mustache and armband incessantly spouting inane blather at his lunch guests in a very, very loud voice. We thought he would never shut up.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
You think you had problems… Oh wait, I’m beating that horse in another string…
Ivan,
I hear that black socks with sandals has become a fad with the young-uns. The pretentious middle- agers will have to find a new way to express their studied nonchalance.
In the case of which I bitch, the dude seemed to be loudly professing to be a sensitive man. His gal and the other guests at their table seemed to be eating it up so I guess he’ll stick with that schtick for a while. Nick Lowe does a good parody of the sensitive man archetype.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tCeMiP2zgtM
Beans – Loved the Lowe. Anyone who has to loudly trumpet his sensitivity, probably also begins conversations with suspected fymynysts by first apologizing for being a “potential rapist”.
I’, no clothes horse (my fashion sense is best described as “suburban amish” but there’s just something about wearing black socks and dress shoes with shorts that screams
“LAAAAAAAAAME!”
MM – I’ll bet the worst part of that experience was the obese morphine addict whio kept trying to knibble your knockwurst. Appalling that Baedeker gave that particular BierKellar 4 hakenkreuzen out of 5
haha *suburban amish* thats definitely you^^
lolz
ON TO THE BURGERBRAUKELLER!
RSVP
: Ivan “The Equalizer” Sonofabitch (09/24, 10:12AM)
Fortunately the obese morphine addict was three tables over so had little opportunity for nibbling anyone’s knockwurst, at least not mine. I can’t speak for others at his table. Besides, he was incessantly spouting inane blather at his guests about his exploits in World War One airplanes or something like that also in a very, very loud voice but not loud enough to drown out the dude with the little mustache wearing the armband. The worst experience was trying to pry dude’s hands loose from his table, but it was no good. His grip was very firm.
Speaking of that 4/5 hackenkreuzen Bierkeller, I have been to the Hofbrauhaus but searched in vain for the bullet hole in the ceiling that the dude fired just before the Bierhall Putsch in 1923. It turned out that it was not in the Hofbrauhaus at all but in the Burgerbraukeller, not far away. You can imagine my disappointment. I’m not sure if Baedeker has made the distinction. Do you have a copy? If so, please cite the verbatim reference. Danke.
A pleasure as always,
Cheerio!
Thomaso, i LOVE your avatar 😀
It was on twitter as ‘Hipster level:Final Boss’
I just assumed it was jhey.
*swish*
i prefer loud establishments, my voice is booming in small spaces
Awesome find, Chico 😀
A PICNIC OUTSIDE THE GATES OF LANDSBERG PRISON
Did I tell you that we had a picnic out of the trunk of our Volkswagen in front of the gates of Landsberg Prison where Hitler wrote his “Mein Kampf?” It’s still a prison. There was no picnic area so we pulled up on a grassy area in front of the place. The guards looked at us through narrowed eyes.
For some reason I can’t change my avatar photo so I’ll continue with Hitler until I can. Heil Hitler!
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
That “Heil Hitler” at the end of my previous comment was intended only in fun. That’s FUN!
The worst are the dorks who think that going to the movies makes them a “film buff” or, even worse, “in the film industry.”
They seem to be the most obnoxious, always making sure to drop “Arriflex” into the conversation at every opportunity, especially if they get to yell it to someone on the other side of the room.
Fortunately, they tend to disappear after the annual “Lanyard Festival” –oops, I mean the “Film” festival.