Over the years, working in various restaurants, and yes, even eating in various restaurants, I’ve seen some not so savory things.  I’ve seen guests having….relations..with each other, I’ve seen guests having relations with employees, I’ve seen employees having relations with employees, I’ve seen managers having relations with employees, and managers having relations with other managers.  I’ve been in a few of those positions, but not in a few years, since RagingPartner and I got together (June 27th 2005 is when we made it official for those of you wanting to send anniversary things to us).

At Dennyland, the first round, on Murfreesboro Road in Nashville, way back when it was still open and I was still in high school at 16, I saw hookers.  I saw hookers doing unsavory things beneath the booths, such as handjobs, such as being pleasured by their employers fingers.

At Shoneyland, round one, I saw many cooks hooking up with the young servers after getting them quite drunk and stoned.  This was the Shoneyland that is now closed from Harding Place.  These are where I learned my trade…I witnessed a manager and a bus boy in the office, and it was quite entertaining.  I was 16 at the time.  This was also the first time I took a guy into the walk-in cooler of a restaurant, and make sweet sweet love against the produce.

At Dennyland, round two, on Briley Parkway in Nashville, before it shut down, when I was 17, I walked in on a couple of guests having some jackrabbit sex in the mens room stall.  It was a little weird, as I wanted to use the stall for an illegal purpose of my own (pre-rehab).  I also caught a cook masturbating by the dumpster, a woman masturbating in a booth, and two servers consumating a 10 minute relationship in the back dining room.

At Shoneyland, round….I forget, it was 5 or 6, watching a voyeur watch another couple screwing in a minivan was quite nice, I was 18 at the time, and it was one of my servers and the day shift dining room manager…I was the night dining room manager….it was the now defunct Shoneyland in Hermitage, TN.

At T.G.I. Fridays, at Shopryland (Opry Mills) in Nashville, during one of my coke binges, I had a quick fling with a Burger king employee who happened to be my dealer at the time.  I was 23, he was 19, and his wife was not happy when she found out about it.  I didn’t know she saw anything, but apparently she’d been looking for him.  That Fridays also was notorious for handjobs and blowjobs in the bathrooms.  I saw a few, heard a few, and took a picture during one of them.  The picture was subsequently deleted from my phone with a threat of beating my ass.  The guy was laughing his ass off.  The girl was the one threatening me.

At Waffle House on Murfreesboro Road, RagingPartner and I saw a prostitute get fingered to three orgasms while eating her breakfast.  It was something that made the appetite go away.

There’s a ton more, but that’s for another post.  I’d like to ask the question:  What is it about restaurants that makes people horny?  Is it the food, the chance of getting caught?  What is it?

Thought this might be a funny, however sickening change from the norm.

Ribeye

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