We got our Labor Day barbecue fix at Daddy D'z in Grant Park and I noticed this sign on the window next to our table. I'd love to see this sign in every restaurant and retail store in the city.
What is it with people who stand at cash registers blathering about the minutiae of their life while a clerk tries to ring them up? And what is the point of sitting at a restaurant table and delivering a monologue to neighboring tables? A friend tells me he was lunching at the bar at Taqueria del Sol recently and the woman next to him conducted a lengthy conversation on her cell phone that nobody could avoid hearing.
Why can't ordinarily sensible people understand that this kind of behavior is rude? Shut up and eat!
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