(Ready for a rant?)
I always grew up being disappointed in my favorite bands selling out.
Today I have been disappointed on a whole new level.
It wasn't a band this time though. It was my favorite Mexican food place. They use to have their only location in an old building right next to the neighborhood i grew up in as a child. Some people might have considered that part of town "el barrio" but that never stopped them from getting good business. They had such a welcoming atmosphere. I knew most of the waitress by name being that it was a small family ran business. A picture of my baseball team they sponsored when i was 10 hung on the wall for crying out loud.
What did they do to piss me off? Move out of el barrio, lower their standards on taste, and appeal to white people with stereotype-ass uniforms. Some guy named Ted Ive never seen before was my waiter at the new place. I don't want Ted...I want Abuelita who gave me money for candy around Christmas time. I want Rigoberto who served me a beer on my 16th birthday. I want Lupita who also owned the hair salon my mom went to.
FUCK YOU TED.
I always grew up being disappointed in my favorite bands selling out.
Today I have been disappointed on a whole new level.
It wasn't a band this time though. It was my favorite Mexican food place. They use to have their only location in an old building right next to the neighborhood i grew up in as a child. Some people might have considered that part of town "el barrio" but that never stopped them from getting good business. They had such a welcoming atmosphere. I knew most of the waitress by name being that it was a small family ran business. A picture of my baseball team they sponsored when i was 10 hung on the wall for crying out loud.
What did they do to piss me off? Move out of el barrio, lower their standards on taste, and appeal to white people with stereotype-ass uniforms. Some guy named Ted Ive never seen before was my waiter at the new place. I don't want Ted...I want Abuelita who gave me money for candy around Christmas time. I want Rigoberto who served me a beer on my 16th birthday. I want Lupita who also owned the hair salon my mom went to.
FUCK YOU TED.
jayna:
Yes. FUCK YOU TED.
jayna:
Shoot! I would have gone to airport just to shake your hand haha! I live like 10 minutes away. You probably flew over my house, low enough to it that we probably could have waved to each other.
