What A Hoot!

My name is 'Hoot'. As you might have guessed by my name, I'm a frequent customer at Hooters, and a fan of Hooter girls. I'll be introducing you to a few. For some strange reason, they tell me their stories. I'll share them with you. Come visit often.

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You'll find me at the local Hooters, listening to stories, giving some counsel, and snapping some photos. What a hoot!

Monday, November 13, 2006

Second Chance

Liz is back to work. For my eyes, that's great news!

We were surprised to see Liz when we walked in the door this evening.
"So what happened with Roberts?" my wife asked.

"I got off with just a reprimand. Of course, he's probably still getting off with the pictures of me!" she quipped.

Liz had met with the manager for an hour a few days earlier. He believed her story, that she had been taken advantage of, and her promise that it would never happen again.

"He told me that if it ever happened again that he would be forced to take it further, but for now he was willing to move past it. I'm thankful. But, he kept the pictures, and that feels a little creepy", Liz admitted.

"That's screwed up", my wife directed to me. "Do you think she ought to ask for them back - you know, to destroy them?"

Dying to know more, I asked Liz, "What was in the pictures?"

"It's me doing shit... my ex Scott doing shit to me... this prick Eric doing shit to me. That's the part that really pisses me off! Some dickhead friend of Scott's has his hands on me. I didn't see them all, really. Roberts showed me the stack and I saw a bunch of them. Some of it... I have no idea what's in them", she replied. "Some of them were closeups of Scott shaving me that Eric took, so they're pretty intimate. It's so fucked up!"

"I'd ask Roberts for the pictures. I'd tell him that you want to destroy them because they're so personal", I advised. "I'd do it soon, too. Before they have any chance to go further."

"Yeah, I suppose I will ask him for them", Liz concluded.

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Monday, November 06, 2006

Ignore Hoot?


This is Joanne. She's got a great ass! Fitting... She is an ass.

Were there an award for most lousy Hooters Girl in our local area (three Hooters Restaurants we frequent within 30 minutes of our home), Joanne would win the prize, hands down.

We've concluded that she is one of the Hooters Girls who doesn't like couples or female customers. When we've sat in her section, we've been all but ignored by her. At the same time, we've noticed that she is overly friendly with tables of male customers. She works those tables hard (pun intended) to get a descent tip. Here's the irony of it all, if she gave us so much as the time of day she'd discover that we are extremely generous with tips. The Mrs. and I are known to tip between 50-75% of our bill where our favorite waitresses are concerned.

So, Joanne - grind a little harder over there with the teenage boys and ignore us old married folks. See how it adds up at the end of the night.


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Sunday, November 05, 2006

Scandalous

This is Liz. She's in a lot of trouble.

The Mrs. and I got Liz on the phone, and within an hour we were sitting in the cafe at Barnes and Noble with her. She handed us a digital camera and said, "There are a few of the pictures he took with my camera. The rest he took on his friend's camera - and they're much worse."

I scrolled through 11 pictures. The first several were pretty innocent; sort of suggestive, but no nudity or obvious sexual content. The last few were of Liz in various stages of getting undressed.

"They gave me something. It started with Scott wanting to take some pictures of me in the uniform. The next thing I know is Eric is there and I'm getting naked. Then they are telling me what to do", tears welled up in her eyes. "Then they're doing shit to me."

"It sounds like you should report this to the police", my wife offered.

"It wasn't rape, they got me on video and all loving every minute of it. It's just that I wouldn't have done all that - especially with Eric there watching - if I wasn't fucked up on something."

I wondered what their pictures and videos contained. I didn't wonder long as the subject came up between my wife and Liz.

"Scott had me pose a bunch. Then they got some props... you know. Then Scott was doing shit. Pretty soon Eric was doing shit. That's when I knew it went too far. My boyfriend is telling this asshole buddy of his, 'Go ahead man'. They got all that shit on video."

"Did you tell them to stop?" the Mrs. asked.

"No. Fuck, I'm on the tape telling them," she paused and glanced at me, as if she was uneasy now with my hearing all this, "you know... give me more. I'm meeting with Roberts tomorrow. I don't know what pictures they have seen. I don't know how they got them. I just know that when I showed up for my shift on Tuesday they sent me home and told me I'd need to see him before I could come back. Scott's a dick. He denies it all happened. He doesn't remember that he started with my camera. I'm pretty much fired - and I'm okay with that. A couple of the girls told me that Hooters might file a lawsuit against me. That's what I'm scared about."

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