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benzado:

patbaer:

benjaminapple:

If you missed Dreadnought’s “Improv With Elvis” show at Daioh Sushi last night, this two-minute clip will give you a pretty good idea of how it went down.

This event would have pissed me off. If I had been a customer at Daioh Sushi, my waiter/waitress wouldn’t have gotten a tip. And I wouldn’t be a customer again.

Because I would have gone to that place to have dinner with friends… or a date (!)… oh man, I would be so mad. Even if I went alone, I would have hated the distraction. That’s what that improv set would have been to me: a huge distraction to my meal and the conversation I was attempting to have.

I’ll back up Pat on this one. If you’re saying that’s how it went down, then it doesn’t sound like people were there to watch you, which is why you had to spend two minutes demanding their attention.

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Likewise, if you’re doing a show like this, it is presumptuous to demand that anybody pay attention to you before you’ve done anything to prove you’re worth their time. Especially because, unlike a high school classroom, you’re not even supposed to be there.

I believe management hired them. There’s nothing presumptuous about performing where you were asked to perform.

Additionally, they’re not interupting anybody’s dinner. They were invited by the owner of the restaurant to accompany the dinner performance. If the owner didn’t properly advertise that to patrons, it’s on him.