I went out to an opera-themed restaurant for dinner this evening. The walls were covered with pictures of opera stars, and the waitstaff consisted entirely of students training to be opera singers. Every once in a while one of them would get up and sing an aria. It was an unusual experience.
One thing I noticed was that the waitresses were considerably less slender than in your average restaurant. Going to a place where the hiring criteria are explicitly based on things other than looks makes you realize just how much looks matter in other contexts, even when they’re not supposed to and people insist they don’t.
Did the dinner end when the fat lady sang?
Comment by The Modesto Kid — August 15, 2006 @ 8:39 am
Shortly thereafter. She came and took our dessert order right after she sang.
Comment by teofilo — August 15, 2006 @ 1:52 pm