Said it was a service animal, a service animal that barked intermittently throughout lunch. It wasn't my part of the dining room. We have three, it was in one, I was in two, so I never saw it but hmmmm
What kind of trained service animal barks without reason?
But you know we can't be asking people to prove their dog is a service animal. I guess it was probably a therapeudic one but I GIVE NO SHITS.
I work in a little cafe (coffee and crepes). People bring their dogs in ALL THE TIME. It drives me nuts. They are not service dogs and we tell people that they have to sit on the porch, but they bring the dog inside when they order. It drives me bonkers. There is a woman who bring her therapy service dog in and we allow that, because therapy dog. I don't even bring my dog in when I take her there with me. I tie her up on the porch and check on her ever minute, and only take her when I know the cafe is slow so I don't have to wait long (and we eat on the porch, she's alone less than 5 minutes).
Maybe it was a comfort animal and this poor woman cannot possibly brave the traumatic, disturbing, trying environment of a casual dining restaurant without her precious dog yelping every five minutes. What is she supposed to do, go without chicken and dumplings, unsurrounded by license plates and old timey photographs??? HAVE A HEART HABS.
Maybe it was a comfort animal and this poor woman cannot possibly brave the traumatic, disturbing, trying environment of a casual dining restaurant without her precious dog yelping every five minutes. What is she supposed to do, go without chicken and dumplings, unsurrounded by license plates and old timey photographs??? HAVE A HEART HABS.
I totally meant to put comfort animal, not therapy dog lol.
But right?
And Cracker Barrel? Go to fucking McDonalds then! It's across the street. Why you have to come inside a family full on dinner restaurant like that?
Maybe it was a comfort animal and this poor woman cannot possibly brave the traumatic, disturbing, trying environment of a casual dining restaurant without her precious dog yelping every five minutes. What is she supposed to do, go without chicken and dumplings, unsurrounded by license plates and old timey photographs??? HAVE A HEART HABS.
I totally meant to put comfort animal, not therapy dog lol.
But right?
And Cracker Barrel? Go to fucking McDonalds then! It's across the street. Why you have to come inside a family full on dinner restaurant like that?
Seriously. If you MUST eat with your dog, get take out.
I hope to someday be in a situation where I can fake a huge overreaction. Like waiting for a table and someone comes in with a dog who is sniffing the crotch of everyone else in the room. And then I can jump away from the dog and scream, "I'm highly allergic!" Hey, it's the dog owner's fault if I make a scene.
But seriously, for everyone who wants their dog with them in a restaurant, I'm guessing there are a bunch of other people who do not want their dog in a restaurant. Like, all of the other people.
There is a coffee shop in my neighborhood that gives out biscuits, and another one that allows dogs on the patio but to get to the patio, you have to walk through the restaurant. Plus all the bars that let her in.
My dog goes to these places all the time. Sorrynotsorry
But I do not pretend to be disabled just to have her with me at all times. I'm not that much of an asshole.
I will also say that i would love to take my dogs everywhere with me, but I'm not a dumbass and know not everyone loves them the way i do. Not to mention mine are food crazy and taller than a table, so they'd be swiping food left & right if they went to a restaurant.
I love dogs. I love dog friendly patios. I hate people carrying their fucking pomeranian in a purse everywhere they go.
When I worked in psychiatry some woman brought her damn dog to the office, claiming therapy. No. Therapy dogs don't run wild (sniffing my crotch). Also, I can see your chart that you were denied therapy dog.
The barking, yo. THE BARKING. To be fair, if we weren't inside a restaurant, I wouldn't have thought anything of it. It was just some yips here and there throughout their meal. Kind of the way a dog who isn't the asshole dog I live with would give a warning bark or two when someone came to the door.
But still, people were craning their heads to look each time.
There was a bar in Park Slope that allowed dogs (cause... Park Slope). I was in there one time and there was seriously a HUGE mastiff spread out in the middle of the floor. Rumor has it they just had to stop allowing dogs. Not sure if someone got bit and their insurance got wind of it, or if the health department finally showed up and kaboshed it.
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley
I won't lie: if a restaurant near me allowed dogs, I'd absolutely go there. Even without my dog. I love dogs and think it would be fun. All of that said, I also realize that many people do not like dogs or at least do not want to dine with them, and I don't take her places she isn't allowed. I would never pretend she is a service or therapy dog to get her into a disallowed place.
I work at a huge corporation and there's someone with a "service" corgi. It likes to sniff around for treats and petting.
Once I saw a service bulldog. I mean this in the most affectionate way imagine able but they are even more useless than a corgi. At least a corgi can herd. A bulldog just kind of lays around.
The barking, yo. THE BARKING. To be fair, if we weren't inside a restaurant, I wouldn't have thought anything of it. It was just some yips here and there throughout their meal. Kind of the way a dog who isn't the asshole dog I live with would give a warning bark or two when someone came to the door.
But still, people were craning their heads to look each time.
Lololololololololololol
True story.
There is a MAC store on this pedestrian friendly street nearby that, like many of the shops in the stretch, allows dogs. So of course mine came in with me so I could swatch makeup. Well, the door chimed every time someone entered the store. Which caused my dog to bark. Gahhhhh. After a couple times, I was too embarrassed and had to go.
I seriously cannot imagine sitting in a restaurant with a barking dog. It was bad enough being in a crowded store.
Post by charleskoch on Oct 31, 2014 7:20:09 GMT -5
Who paid for this "service dog"? I'll tell you who! The 1%. That's right, people like me. Obama ans his socialist minions are taking my money and giving it to people to buy annoying yippy dogs. You see the straight line there right? Vote Tea Party!
there was an article in the New Yorker on this topic- basically people are getting a letter from an online therapist saying they need the animal (the woman who wrote the article got one for an alpaca, a snake, a turtle and a pig) for emotional health and they bring them EVERYWHERE (restaurants, stores, planes, trains etc). The ADA prohibits discrimination against them.