Monday, October 29, 2007

From the Boob Files: Is This What They Call "Customer Service"?

A barmaid was fuming after being "potato sacked" because her bosses thought her boobs were too small. The 23-year-old 34B cup employee at the Gentleman’s Turf bikini bar in Crawley, West Sussex, was told not to come back after employers saw the way she filled out her skimpy uniform. The uniform was a requirement of the job at the sexy bar. The woman, who did not want to be named, said: “They told me I couldn’t work there because my breasts were too small.” Manager Gee Evans added: “She made claims on her application form that she had the figure to fill the role but this turned out to be rubbish.” I can see an "A", but a "B"? Gosh, thoise Brits are tough!

Also in the category of amusing, read on...

An Australian barmaid has been fined for crushing beer cans between her bare breasts while an off-duty colleague has been fined for hanging spoons from her friend’s nipples, police said Wednesday. Police in Western Australia said the 31-year old barmaid pleaded guilty in the local magistrate’s court to twice exposing her breasts to patrons at the Premier Hotel in Pinjarra, south of the state capital, Perth.

The woman “is alleged to have also crushed beer cans between her breasts during one of the offences,” in breach of hotel licensing laws, police from the Peel district of Western Australia said in a statement. The barmaid and the hotel manager were both fined $900. I wouldn't want to get my head near those things!

And now in chicken wing news...

I got a response from Hooter's Hotline (what the heck is that name) concerning ym complain about the service at the Burbank, CA restaurant. It seemed very boilerplate if you ask me. I'm sure that my complaint will get about as much attention as a fart in the forest but we'll see what happens in this saga about my quest for chicken wings. So, without further ado, here's their "official" response.

We at the Hooters Hotline received your comments today regarding the poor quality of service and management you encountered at our restaurant in Burbank, California recently. We genuinely apologize for the dissatisfaction your Hooters visits caused and appreciate your taking the time to write us. Feedback such as yours helps us identify ways to improve in our continuous quest to deliver the ultimate Hooters guest experience.

Because we want to share your remarks with our restaurant, we have forwarded your message to the general manager in Burbank, the area supervisor, and the appropriate franchise contact. Our desire is to make Hooters your choice once again for terrific food, beverages, and fun.

Thank you, Mr. Sawyer, for sharing your comments. We apologize again and look forward to making your next Hooters visit a pleasant and memorable one.

Should you like more information about us, please visit us on the Web at


Hooters Hotline...We give a Hoot!

Wow. Does that amaze you? No complimentary meal. Nothing to make the customer happy. And like the manager in Burbank is going to give a flying crap and do something about it. So where is my "ultimate Hooters guest experience"? Either Pasadena or Melbourne, Florida. Sure as hell ain't Burbank!