All You Can Eat: Right There in the Constitution
A man is picketing a Wisconsin restaurant for failure to live up to its “All You Can Eat” sign.
The two sides offer wildly different accountings of the facts here. If, in fact, Whitt was sharing his food with a buddy, then he’s clearly violated the terms of the arrangement. If, on the other hand, that’s not the case, it really doesn’t matter whether they served him a handful of teeny fish or twenty nice size pieces; All You Can Eat is a sacred pledge that I’m pretty sure is enshrined in the Constitution of this here Republic.
As Jim Treacher notes, “This gentleman paid for all the fish he could eat, and clearly he’s nowhere near being done eating fish.”
Then again, as CAC observes over at Ace of Spades, “When you share grievances with Homer Simpson, it’s time to re-evaluate your life.”
Treacher and Ace of Spades.
You need to work on your reading list.
@Hey Norm:
There was the Memorandum study that classified OTB as a blog on the left due to what other sites the it linked to.
Now, how to fix that…
@Hey Norm: @PJ: This doesn’t strike me as a partisan issue, although I first saw it on Treacher’s Twitter stream.
So he’s ticked of because they told him, “that’s all you can eat.”
It was their First Amendment Right to tell him that.
He needs an intervention.
I think it’s Margaret Cho who does the comedy bit about a Chinese all-you-can-eat buffet. So, in a stereotypical Chinese accent, please: “It’s all you can eat, but not FOREVER”.
@Franklin: It’s John Pinette that does that routine. “You been here four hour. You go now!”
I thought of that bit first thing too.
@Herb: Oh, yes, you’re right. And that’s the other line I remembered!
I have always been tempted to get a replica of that “I Can’t Believe It’s a Law Firm” sign to hang in my office 😀
As for the story itself I will make two observations:
1. This guy is not married; or,
2. His wife is in hiding
lol….
@Franklin:
Margaret Cho riffs constantly on her Korean-American roots, and she uses that great all-purpose ‘Asian lady’ (usually her mother) accent to make a few points. If you ever get the chance to see her at a show, do not pass it up. I went to one where for about 45 minutes she was just unbelievable – she was rolling.
My father-in-law was a funny man. A skinflint. A banker who started giving loans to African-Americans in 1962 in defiance of custom.
Up until he could go no more, he would buy his wife a steak at the local Ryan’s steak house and help himself to the rest of it.