A poor title for this post, maybe, but that Graveyard song has been stuck in my head all day. Took this last night, at a really decent food spot in the city. We got the worst service I've ever received in my life that night, though. Which, coming from me, is saying something. I am a class-warrior, won't pretend not to be, and I love and respect people who work in food. But that woman last night shit the bed and then lit it on fire.
