Whatever restaurant, you can always be sure that someone will come in who you will hate on sight.
Correction: you will have heard them come in. Like an approaching storm, you know as soon as Mr and Mrs Letshout enter because their voices are heard as soon as their car pulls up[ in the carpark across the road. They WANT everyone to know they are there. As soon as they sit down, they will begin referring to that wonderful restaurant they went to in Corfu/Barbados/New York/Dagenham. Even more obnosious is when they bring Mr and Mrs Shoutback with them because then they can share their obnoxiously loud memories to all and sundry in the room.
They shriek as soon as the manager/owner of the restaurant walks by, rising from their chair to proffer a double sided kiss as though this bewildered twat remembers they were last in the place in 2004.
Loud people anywhere are dangerous but partiocularly so in an eating establishment, because they can send people to the brink where fury can spill over into throwing cutlery and crockery in their direction.
Does your voice increase in decibels in restaurants? If so, can you kindly go away and die and save us all the hatred and frustration at listening to your boring, chronically idiotic memories of your pathetic lives?
Just a thought.
