Saturday, September 30, 2006


Gibbys steakhouse in Old Montreal isn't one of those places where you have to dress ultra hip and make your hair look greasy.

Nor is it an ultra conservative, suits-only kind of establishment. Usually a shirt (no tie) is appropriate. Even a golf shirt is common.

Okay, that's your sweet context. Now read Michael's comment from his dinner there on Friday, September 29, 2006

[We] were disgusted all night by the view we had of some ass a few tables away wearing a tank top.

Yes a tank top at dinner.

And it was freezing last night too, so clearly the only possible explanation is he loves showing his gross body. His bimbo girlfriend was obviously impressed with his "huge" pipes (actually he had no muscles), and wants to see them all the time, under all circumstances, even at Gibby's.

I still believe it is one of the ugliest, most offensive, if not the most offensive piece of male attire ever invented. It should be banned from all public places. You want to wear that crap in your house? Go ahead. But as soon as you walk out your door, no way. Only a girlfriend could be impressed with that look, and everyone else wants to barf. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the idiot girlfriend.


crammer said...

didn't the same thing happen at that greek restaurant on prince arthur that I (pronouced "eee") organized a few years back? that sweaty, barefoot and barely buttoned couple just behind us that sucked back more nicotine than cheap wine with their meal?

zura said...

Oh bravo. However, I can top that story. I was once taken to the Le Montrealais at the Queen E for an elegant birthday sunday brunch. To my understanding, they have a dress code there. Of course my time there was made somewhat unpleasant by our neighbours, one of whom sported a mullet, jeans and the abhorrent tank top. Might I also add that he had unsightly hair sprouting up all around that tank top. Absolutely revolting. Barf.