I went to a Hooters once around 2006 or so. Their hottest wing sauce was called “911” and for fun when the waitress came around I pointed to that on the menu and told her that I was deeply offended that Hooters would dare to use our “sacred tragedy” of 9/11 for the name of some wings. She immediately got all bug-eyed and said “oh no no no no no that’s not what it means” and ran to get her manager. Manager dude came over and apologized profusely and insisted it was named after the emergency phone number. He comped the whole table’s bill and gave me four $50 gift certificates to boot. At that point I was way too embarrassed to admit I was just kidding.
I never ended up using the gift certificates. It helped that Hooter’s food sucks.
I went to a Hooters once around 2006 or so. Their hottest wing sauce was called “911” and for fun when the waitress came around I pointed to that on the menu and told her that I was deeply offended that Hooters would dare to use our “sacred tragedy” of 9/11 for the name of some wings. She immediately got all bug-eyed and said “oh no no no no no that’s not what it means” and ran to get her manager. Manager dude came over and apologized profusely and insisted it was named after the emergency phone number. He comped the whole table’s bill and gave me four $50 gift certificates to boot. At that point I was way too embarrassed to admit I was just kidding.
I never ended up using the gift certificates. It helped that Hooter’s food sucks.