Valentine

We stayed in for Valentine's Day last night.  It was a Monday.  And.  It was a Monday.  We decided to do take-out Sushi (my fav) for dinner last night.  I called and called our local Sushi joint to place our order, no answer.  It's just a few blocks away so I hopped in the car to drive over.  It was packed.  Every table was full.  None of the folks at the tables had food or drink.  Angry faces.  There was a line 20+ deep to be helped.  The phone was ringing off the hook.  It was loud and full of sounds of angry voices.  There was no love in the air.  Ha.  They only had 2 Sushi chefs, one gal behind the counter and one gal "waiting" on tables.  An A+ mess.  I left.  Sad.  Sushi is such a treat these days.  I had been looking forward to it for weeks.  I drove home with a scowl on my face.  Hungry.  All day today I can't stop thinking about what a total cluster f that restaurant was last night.  I keep running ideas through my head of what I would do differently if *I* owned a restaurant on this hallmark holiday of love.  I would have made a financial killing last night.