In Iowa there aren’t really exciting things to do, especially exciting places to eat, but theres always that one
diamond in the rough. A certain eating establishment that you will always come back to no matter your mood or time
of day. A place where they have your favorite food and bring it to with a smile. The staff is usually friendly and polite.
Dicks is the complete opposite. Located in many states across the United States. This certain Dicks I
recently went to is in The Mall of America which is located in Minneapolis, Minnesota. A very huge mall with 50
different restaurants, which sell tons of food variety from chinese to shrimp.
I wouldn't call Dicks a restaurant by any means. I would classify it as a sports bar, but Dicks isn’t known for
their food nor their polite service. They are known for the attitudes of their wait staff. This wait staff isn't nice but
sarcastically rude to their customers. You may walk in smiling, expecting nice service, and the people will look at you
like you’re straight stupid. You can say, “There’s four of us!” and they’ll reply with, “And?” If you go in not knowing
what the restaurant is like, you’re in for a shock.
So I walk up to the greeter and say “There’s eight of us”. Our waiter just looks at us like I said complete
gibberish. He picks up eight drink menus and says follow me. As you walk in front of the bar the walls are cluttered
with random items. As we continue to follow him I’m thinking to myself this place is huge at least four dozen seats
including a stage and a bar. I see stair leading to upstairs which had the bathrooms on that level. I never went up
there, but there was a disco ball on top so I assumed it was a party floor.
When we first sat down, he tossed the drink menus at us. He said, “you guys aren’t old enough to drink, but
I’m supposed to give these to everyone,” and then he grabbed them from us and walked away. He asked us what
we wanted to drink, brought the chaperones their drinks, and made us come get our own drinks. Then, he tossed
paper place mats in the air over our table, telling us to set our places. He threw at least 30 straw ́