2 people at Applebee's who don't really want to be at Applebee's...

Last Saturday, Jeff picked me up after a particularly grueling shift at work (how grueling can retail be, you ask? You haven't seen how badly thirteen year olds can destroy a dressing room, have you?! Have mercy!) + declared it was time to eat dinner.

"How about Chinese?"

"Or burgers? I'm in the mood for a burger."

"Maybe Thai food?"

"What about Cheesecake Factory?"

"...I hear there's a yummy Mexican restaurant downtown..."

...this continued for five minutes until we looked across 

the street and saw Applebee's.

Applebee's?

It was a booty call of sorts. Convenient. Open. Ten feet away.

The food was...Applebee's + our waiter told us he thought the 

Frugal Gourmet was a pedophile + we just scratched our heads and ate.

Applebee's, guys.