Girlfriend, two of her lady-housemates, and I went to hooters. It was an adventure. We walked in and things started going wrong right away. Horribly wrong. Wrong in the form of sixteen year-old girls working at a fucking hooters. I anticipated having to awkwardly avoid staring at the waitresses but it didn’t have anything to do with not wanting to get arrested at the time. Our waitress was also moderately unintelligent. She got wrong every drink order that wasn’t water and asked us five times if we were ready to order despite us giving no inclination that we were even close to being so.

Seriously though they were all sixteen and close to naked. 

Thankfully they placed us in what must have been the “Non-mullet” section of the facility because almost all of the other patrons were sporting small business in the front and friendly get-together in the back. However “non-mullet” also meant “with all the tweens”. So that was weird too.

Also the waitresses were sixteen and had asscheeks hanging out it made me very uncomfortable. There was one girl who was pregnant and older but still wearing the skimpy outfit and she made me feel less uncomfortable than the rest of them.

It was odd.

Food was okay.