Attendees: P7A77, Ken Apel, Angelique DuPres, Cindi Fountain, Drew Milcdajczyk, Chris Moore, Jim
Wait-person(s): Lisa and Michelle
What we ate: Nothing
If the people in the photo look a tad bit more frightening than usual, it's because they're all members of the Rocky Horror cast in Toledo. It was the week before our big Halloween shows, and we were taking Das Bus up to Ann Arbor to pick up some props and sets that a friend of Cindi's had sitting on her porch collecting dust. We didn't eat anything because we were anxious to get to Ann Arbor and figured, heck, we'd get something to eat there. Boy, were we wrong.
On a side note, this Denny's was on the same road that I was driving on when I witnessed a particularly viscious truck accident a few years back. No worries, the person involved wasn't hurt terribly bad, just very, very drunk. The truck was totalled, tho'.
WAY: Dave (cook) and Will (cook)
Free Stuff: Grand Value Menu (7 of them!)
Denny's #0864
Ann Arbor, Michigan
26-Oct-96, 1:00am EDT
3310 Washtenaw Rd., off Rt. 23
(313) 971-0090
Attendees: P7A77, Ken Apel, Angelique DuPres, Cindi Fountain, Drew Milcdajczyk, Chris Moore, Jim
Wait-person(s): N/A
What we ate: N/A
After loading up the bus with props and hanging around in an apartment in Ann Arbor for a while with a group of people each of whom were on one illicit drug or another, we decided to go to Denny's and satiate our hungry stomachs. We figured, hey, it's before bar time, it's a double college town, it's a Friday night... no problem gettin' food at Denny's. But no. As we were walking up to the front door, we saw a Denny's employee walking to the door from the inside. She taped a note up to the door. She locked the door.
The note said "Closed Due to Maintenance - Sorry. Thank you, Management". They were fucking CLOSED. Do you understand me? The place that promises to be ALWAYS OPEN was CLOSED. It would be one thing if this was in a tough crime area and they always closed on the weekends, but it was in fucking Ann Arbor, Michigan, home of Hash Bash, and it was CLOSED. Not because of a bomb threat. Not because they were spraying for bugs. Not because they were being held up. They were MOPPING the fucking FLOORS on a FRIDAY night. The bastards.
I was able to yell through the door and find out the Denny's #, but I could't get her to tell me about "Weird Al". We hung around and waited for one of the lucky customers (those who were able to get in before this abomination to Denny's locked its doors) left, then we reached inside the door, grabbed the sign that the manager had put up, and high-tailed it back to Toledo.
This was probably the only time in my life I was actually happy to be leaving Ann Arbor.
WAY: Undetermined
Free Stuff: "Closed for Maintenance" sign (stolen)