The One Question I Can't Stand at Restaurants ("What's your phone number?")

I've never ever been asked for my phone number at a restaurant. Or any contact details whatsoever. Weird.

Fake name, fake number. The faker the better.

I'm John Hancock and you can reach me at 911

https://archive.ph/NqgRy

> A man walks into…

> The man was me…

why would you write like this? maybe to make it seem like actual journalism instead of just writing about how you went out for dinner yesterday?

just be straightforward, gonzo journalism is valid and you don’t need to be embarassed by your burgeouis lifestyle that you need to turn it into some civic privacy op ed, just confess that the lobster was pretty good but too buttery

> “We try to build a database on everybody and get as much information as possible,”

Gross.

Phone number is fine, I only got one of those, it's an easy no...

The one I hate is when places ask for my email address... even if I wanted to, I have like 6 email addresses, which one do you want? Don't ask me to repeat it 20 times because you can't spell. Fuck it, I give up, no email either. :(