Having eaten at cracker barrel a few hundred times, it started a couple years ago when they started selling alcohol. OK no big deal but the the waitresses were asking if I wanted a mimosa with my pancakes at 6am. I fucking work, not trying to get blitzed at breakfast on a week day. I communicated how retarded that was to push alcohol at what is a pretty solid family restaurant for breakfast. Apparently my waitress was an alcoholic because she got pretty butthurt. I was making fun of the bud light next to pancakes. They've been fucked since.
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Having eaten at cracker barrel a few hundred times, it started a couple years ago when they started selling alcohol. OK no big deal but the the waitresses were asking if I wanted a mimosa with my pancakes at 6am. I fucking work, not trying to get blitzed at breakfast on a week day. I communicated how retarded that was to push alcohol at what is a pretty solid family restaurant for breakfast. Apparently my waitress was an alcoholic because she got pretty butthurt. I was making fun of the bud light next to pancakes. They've been fucked since.