The Daily Dear

It's Freaky Friday, Y'all!

Dear Remington Grill,

On Wednesday evening, at approximately 6:45 p.m., I became famished.  My stomach started growling.  And growling.  My Darling Dearest was asleep taking a nice long nap.  I gently woke him up to see if he was ready to go to dinner.  He wasn't.

To make a long story short, I begged and begged to go to Remington Grill for dinner - I was truly craving your cheeseburgers and delicious FrySauce.  We finally arrived at 7:58.  

The doors were closed and locked.  Apparently, you thought it would be brilliant to close up shop at 8pm.

8 pm?!?!  

Um, I hate to break it to you, but plenty of people are still hungry at 8pm.  Please consider staying open until 9pm.  

Thanks.

Love, Me