We love restaurants. We love trying new restaurants. We find out about restaurants by driving by, and then looking them up online, or by verbal recommendation and then looking them up online, or skipping that tedious social interaction part, and just looking them up online. Anyway, we have this situation quite often:
Me: What are your hours?Via venomous porridge - A conversation I have every month or so (The whole conversation is well worth reading, I just didn't want to quote the whole post.)
Website: Take a look at our menu! It’s a PDF of a screenshot of a scan of a Word document printed on a dishtowel. With fonts!
Me: I don’t care. What are your hours?
Website: Don’t worry, the menu loads in a new window so the music won’t stop. Can I show you some broken images?
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