This past week, I dropped off my car for a much-needed oil change in West Seattle. Instead of waiting in the cramp Jiffy Lube lobby, I decided to grab some lunch. I spotted a teriyaki place as I was waiting to cross the street, and I thought to myself, “How I can resist chicken teriyaki over rice?!? Yum!”
As I got closer, I saw a poster in the window with several images of delicious-looking teriyaki combinations. And on top of the poster, it read, “Come in for a surprise!”
Usually, I love surprises—surprise parties, surprise gifts, surprise yard service (hint, hint)... However, just not surprises in my food. I mean, the last thing I want is, “Surprise, there’s a fly in your food!” or “Look, a piece of hair! I know you didn’t order it, but it’s a Surprise!”
If the poster read, “Come in for a PLEASANT surprise!,” I may have considered the place. But to keep it short (amazing for me, huh?), I went to Taco Del Mar around the corner instead. With any fast food chains, I know I was taking my chances with surprises, but at least its slogan is “Delicious is our middle name!”
As I got closer, I saw a poster in the window with several images of delicious-looking teriyaki combinations. And on top of the poster, it read, “Come in for a surprise!”
Usually, I love surprises—surprise parties, surprise gifts, surprise yard service (hint, hint)... However, just not surprises in my food. I mean, the last thing I want is, “Surprise, there’s a fly in your food!” or “Look, a piece of hair! I know you didn’t order it, but it’s a Surprise!”
If the poster read, “Come in for a PLEASANT surprise!,” I may have considered the place. But to keep it short (amazing for me, huh?), I went to Taco Del Mar around the corner instead. With any fast food chains, I know I was taking my chances with surprises, but at least its slogan is “Delicious is our middle name!”
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