Douchebags At Mystic Celt
My brother and sister-in-law had mentioned that Mystic Celt is a great place for brunch. One thing you must all know about me is that I LOVE breakfast. I love breakfast and all things pertaining to breakfast. I’ve even considered changing it to my religion status on facebook, because “Joedaism” just seems a bit vain, and vanity is not supported by Joedaism.
I digress.
This past Sunday Courtney and I went and had a great brunch. It was simple and that’s all I needed. However, I do have a suggestion for the folks over at Mystic Celt.
You know how schools with a history of violence put in metal detectors to deter bringing violent materials? Well Mystic Celt should put one in a douchebag-detector.
After eating, Courtney and I were enjoy sitting by the window. She was working and I was trying to make space for more food. Meanwhile, two guys sit at the table next to us. It was a Sunday afternoon at a bar, so football apparel as expected. One of these guys, however, decided to go with the sport jacket over a tee shirt and jeans.
I know NOTHING about fashion, but I do know that people who wear a sport coat over a tee shirt with jeans at a football Sunday brunch irritate me. As if that wasn’t enough, this guy turned out to be an incredible douchebag. I give you examples below (because Courtney kept notes whenever something especially douchetastic happened).
The waitress brings out a caraffe and the guy breaks out into laughter, calling it a giraffe. OK?
Both, but the sport jacket guy in particular, were badly trying to hit on this poor waitress. Just your standard douche move, however.
The one that really got us was sport jacket guy’s grand master plan. HE was going to become Chicago’s playboy, because he’s such a social lite (insert loud remarks of DUDE! wherever you want). His buddy was going to be a “ladies underwear mogul.” I kid you not. For a good thirty minutes he would shout “Dan McMahon! Chicago playboy and his buddy the ladies underwear mogul!” Because apparently AWESOME guys make ladies underwear…?
They then, as one would imagine, debated who would be in their entourage, throwing out a random f-bomb for obnoxious flavor.
Look out, Chicago! Dan McMahon, Chicago socialite/playboy is on the fucking prowl with his AWESOME entourage, featuring the ladies underwear mogul, dude, awesome, guy!
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