My morning today was straight out of a Seinfeld episode. I'd dropped my vehicle off for service this morning, and decided to walk down the street to have breakfast while I waited. The dealership is in old town, which is where you can still find classic, hole in the wall, non-tofu hippie breakfast diners. There are two classic places.
One of them, farther away from where I was, is equivalent to "Monk's" in Seinfeld, always pretty packed with people, and where I'd been a lot for work breakfasts. The other one I'd never been to before, but it was closest to the dealership, so I thought I'd give it a go this morning. It was just like "Reggie's" in Seinfeld. It was me and one other guy in the place. The waitress/owner, while friendly, was slow as molasses*. Anyway, I had to control myself from laughing out loud, because it was all exactly like this scene from Seinfeld (including the same seating of me and the other guy):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8RA5y1z8B6k* The owner appeared Hawaiian, and I think that might be a cultural thing. I used to eat breakfast at a "locals" place in Hawaii, and all the waitresses were the same as this woman. Friendly, but like they couldn't care less about service. There might be zero else going on and they'd all be standing around, but they might take ten minutes before they ever walk up to your table to see if you want coffee or anything. I figure it's an "island time" thing, which suits me fine being a retired bum, but I can understand the lack of weekday customers at my local place with other people wanting to get their breakfast and get to work.
