"Delightfully Tacky" - That's how Hooters advertises their establishment and they live up to it.
Hooters was started by six Florida businessmen who thought, "Hey... lets have a restaurant where hot chicks bring out sub par food while dressed in high-waisted booty shorts and tight tank-tops! We'll call it 'Hooters' and we'll have an owl with great big eyes like he just saw a big pair of hooters himself! Hey... his eyes can even be the two 'O's' in 'Hooters'! Is anyone writing this down!"
I wish I had thought of the idea honestly. I mean, you automatically tap into 50% of the human population with every straight, red-blooded American male (or drooling cavemen) as potential spenders despite whether or not your food is even good (or in my case... gives you the ever-lovin' runs the moment I walk in the front door of my house)!
Let's not kid ourselves here... no one goes to Hooters for the food. HONESTLY! SERIOUSLY! C'MON DON'T LIE TO ME! Guys go to Hooters in hope that they'll get the one waitress that has to put in her five hours of work a week to be able to compete in the Hooters International Swimsuit Pageant.
I fit into that demographic. I'm straight, I'm red-blooded, I'm American, I'm male and, I don't frequent a Hooters but I'd be lying if I said I'd never set foot in one. Only on special occasions have I ever gone to a Hooters i.e. bachelor parties, guys night out, bat mitzvahs, etc. Never have I turned to Breana and said, "You wanna go eat at Hooters tonight? I'm really craving some wings." You know why I would never ask her that? Because she knows I'm not going to eat their food! C'MON!!! SERIOUSLY!!!
Hooters taps into the most blatantly obvious visual stimulation to sell food and people don't care that they're being led like lambs to a slaughter.
"Hey you... you want to eat these chicken wings that are guaranteed to give you the runs later?"
"No! Are you crazy?"
"How about a perky young college student with big hoo-hoo's and booty shorts serves 'em up to you? Would you mind getting the runs then?"
"Hmmm... do you have any artery clogging, high-fat ranch I could dip those wings into?"
"Hi there cutie! I hear you wanted the runs?"
Hooters uses boobs to sell food! They're not well-known for their food! "Man... that Hooters has some GREAT food!" is not something you're ever going to hear!
Don't get me wrong, I've got nothing against Hooters other than it's blatant, "in your face" tactics at selling chicken wings. Hell... Katelyn even considered working at Hooters years ago when we were just dating as a way to make ends meet. They've got no qualms in advertising what's really so awesome about Hooters... they might have well just called it "Boobies"... then you still could have used to huge eyes for the two "O's" in "Boobies".
Quite simply, Hooters leaves less to the imagination than Olive Garden and that's why dudes like it. I don't want to and WILL NOT expose my daughter to that... it'll undoubtedly get shoved in her face eventually no matter how much I try to protect her from it. In the meantime I'll do my best to keep her from it.
Would you take daughter to Hooters? Would you take your kid to Hooters? Would you go to Hooters? Have you been to Hooters? Do you like Hooters (the restaurant AND the body part)? Let's see... tell me anything ANYTHING...
Showing posts with label raising kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label raising kids. Show all posts
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Why Do YOU Go To Hooters?
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Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Parenting is a Contact Sport
When it comes to raising kids, I’m like a lot of parents in that I sort of go with my gut. I try to give my daughter sound guidance and wisdom, without being too controlling or annoying.
Of course, I make mistakes, and I could benefit from reading some parenting books. But usually those books have steps and rules and methods and blah blah blah… who can remember all that in a crisis? Especially when something major goes down and I’m prone to overreact.
Let me tell you, there’s a new book out that boils everything down to one concept:
Joanne Stern is a parent of two now-grown daughters. She was a single parent for five years, after her divorce and before remarriage. She built her family around the concept that the intimate relationship she had with her daughters should be the very foundation of their family life.This relationship was built on trust and respect, and was more important than whether or not her daughters got good grades, or made it home by curfew. Kids will always have trouble with something. The important thing is whether they feel comfortable enough to talk with their parents about it.
Yeah, right. What kid talks to their parent?
A lot of kids would, if they felt it was safe. Meaning, if they knew they could share their fears and mistakes without their parent getting angry, without their parent screaming at them or making them feel guilty, without their parent judging them harshly. No one wants negativity raining down, especially from a parent.
Joanne Stern figured the best way to foster such a relationship is with intimate contact.
The important thing is to always put the relationship first. Do things that nurture the relationship, not tear it apart. (Your gut is probably telling you this concept is good. Mine sure did.)
Parenting is a Contact Sport can teach you to communicate openly with your child, to help your child learn from their experiences, to increase your influence so your kids use good judgment even when you’re not there.
All from the simple concept that good parenting involves contact.
Honor, value, and nurture the relationship you have with your kids – and they might just do the same for you
Of course, I make mistakes, and I could benefit from reading some parenting books. But usually those books have steps and rules and methods and blah blah blah… who can remember all that in a crisis? Especially when something major goes down and I’m prone to overreact.
Let me tell you, there’s a new book out that boils everything down to one concept:
Parenting is a Contact Sport.
Simple! And so important, it’s also the title of the book: Parenting Is a Contact Sport: 8 Ways to Stay Connected to Your Kids for Life, by Joanne Stern, PhD. Every parent should read it.Joanne Stern is a parent of two now-grown daughters. She was a single parent for five years, after her divorce and before remarriage. She built her family around the concept that the intimate relationship she had with her daughters should be the very foundation of their family life.This relationship was built on trust and respect, and was more important than whether or not her daughters got good grades, or made it home by curfew. Kids will always have trouble with something. The important thing is whether they feel comfortable enough to talk with their parents about it.
Yeah, right. What kid talks to their parent?
A lot of kids would, if they felt it was safe. Meaning, if they knew they could share their fears and mistakes without their parent getting angry, without their parent screaming at them or making them feel guilty, without their parent judging them harshly. No one wants negativity raining down, especially from a parent.
Joanne Stern figured the best way to foster such a relationship is with intimate contact.
- Showing up for events so your kid knows they are important and valued.
- Being an active listener and taking an interest in their life.
- Giving praise to build self esteem, and letting them know they belong.
- Respecting your kids by being honest with them, so they’ll respect and be honest with you.
The important thing is to always put the relationship first. Do things that nurture the relationship, not tear it apart. (Your gut is probably telling you this concept is good. Mine sure did.)
Parenting is a Contact Sport can teach you to communicate openly with your child, to help your child learn from their experiences, to increase your influence so your kids use good judgment even when you’re not there.
All from the simple concept that good parenting involves contact.
Honor, value, and nurture the relationship you have with your kids – and they might just do the same for you
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