Frick you Joe's Crab Shack (kinda long)

Was drug to the one in Baton Rouge Friday night for my girlfriend's best friends daughter birthday. By far the worst meal experience of my life. Got there at 6:45. Table of 13. Three retirees,four kids ranging from 15 to 19. Rest middle aged. Place was cold as could be due to all the windows(although they had shades that several of the tables decided to draw down to help the temperature). I ordered someonion strings for an appetizer. Everybody else at the table were too busy running their mouths to hear the waitress ask for starters. Twenty minutes passes and my strings come. Waitress finally takes orders for entrees. My strings dissappear because everybody is starving by now. About this time some servers begin dragging tables around right behind us, trying to fit a table of 5 together. This table begins conversation loud enough for people in the parking lot to hear. Thirty minutes later we still haven't received entrees. I turn around and look through the resturant and see our waitress dancing on the "dance floor" along with some of her co-workers. This expalains why my Panko Shrimp with New Cheesy potatoes arrives at my table cold. By this time everyone is griping. My girlfriend ordered Mahi-Mahi and got Salmon instead. Everyone begins eating. I look up and see one of the 18yr old girls at the table, eating her Grilled Chicken Ceasar salad with damn fingers! Not just a bite, but like half the damn thing. A few minutes later, I see the 16 yr old birthday girl picking the corn kernals off of the cob with her fingers! Oh yeah--the cheesy new potatoes that I had were just new potatoes quartered with cheddar soup poured over them. Thankfully the grandma brought a homeade red velvet cake. I had 2pieces. Two hours and fifteen minutes later I was out of there. Never, ever, ever go back.