I love it when you blast obnoxious pop music at unbearable volumes in the dining room.
I love having to yell at waiters over the music to place my order.
I love not being able to hear my friends who are sitting right next to me.
I love having your shitty music play over my earbuds even when they’re at full volume.
I love feeling the beat literally in my chest and giving me the feeling of having a heart attack.
I love leaving your establishment ears ringing and frazzled.
I love the long term hearing damage this is probably causing me.
I thought this happened only in India. When I was in Canada I never noticed this.
It’s starring to happen here more and more for some asinine reason.
To draw people in and to make us eat faster. https://www.bonappetit.com/test-kitchen/ingredients/article/3-reasons-why-restaurants-are-so-loud
I love when you leave pickup orders on a shelf by the door so I can eat for free.
We are all perverts in various ways of life. We love all these perversions, deep down. And so we say we bear with it.
