I find it funny that the dude who made Hooters made it for himself because he was banned from so many strip clubs that he thought he would make his own version of one. And that because he only cared about himself, it never evolved and was dying until he sold it after declaring bankruptcy last year.
Maybe with the new owners, we will finally get the Femboy Hooters we really want.
don’t give me hope. please let it be real
While hilarious, I’m not in love with the oversexualizing of anyone by gross elitists.
As a socialist, if some workers want to create a sexy restaurant, cool.
I’ll only attend femboy hooters if they are unionized
Or Goth Hooters or a combination…
Goth hooters that will spit in my drink
Somehow I never realized that I want a bar with goth staff and a psychobilly band on the stage.
Like I say about fox hunting …maybe the people that like sexualising women so much should step up and be Hooters waitresses.
Dude, how do you bankrupt boob restaurant? That’s as bad as bankrupting a casino
The food sucked and people stopped being quite as sexist to wanna go in the first place.
The current US President bankrupt 3 casinos. So there’s obviously a draw for it.
Oh someone once told me it was because some states didn’t issue licenses for strip clubs so this was the best thing they could get away with and it just took off (even without taking it off 🫣). But it was probably a made up story then.
FWIW,
Hooters, Inc., was incorporated in Clearwater, Florida, on April 1, 1983, by six Clearwater businessmen: Lynn D. Stewart, Gil DiGiannantonio, Ed Droste, Billy Ranieri, Ken Wimmer and Dennis Johnson. The date was an April Fools’ Day joke because the original six owners believed that their prospect was going to fail.
The new owners are some of the older franchise owners. It is going back to the old ways.
What’s weird is that over the last few years they’ve been trying to say it’s a family restaurant. They’ve gone for years as the place a bunch of Bros can go ogle some
boonsboobs, but now they’re trying to pivot. Not gonna happen, just lean into it if you want to make it.Maybe if the private equity didn’t want to be in that business they shouldn’t have bought hooters.
In my area, they opened a “Hoots Wings,” which was apparently some sort of quick-serve takeout version with no employees-as-sex-objects at all.
I say “was apparently,” by the way, because I never felt tempted to go there myself, and it’s already out of business.
Still, I guess I gotta give them credit for being true believers in their wings standing on their own merit, and also correctly figuring out that my (very progressive) part of town probably wouldn’t be the target demographic for their traditional model.
Still, I guess I gotta give them credit for being true believers in their wings standing on their own merit
Every job I’ve ever held seems to have the same recurring character: a middle-aged+ balding obese man who regularly makes creepy/sexist/racist comments, and when told off, dramatically throws their arms up and laments about not being able to make jokes anymore.
Anyway, one of the talking points this character routinely brings up is that they’ll go to Hooters, but actually just for the Wings - they’re really that good!
…no, David, no one’s buying your bullshit. You go there because you like tits, and apparently not the ones hanging off the poor woman you’ve Stockholm syndromed into becoming and remaining your wife.
But apparently the whole “I go there for the wings!” lie is so common that even Hooters execs started to believe it.
…and seriously, why is David following me?? New job, there’s fucking David, sometimes with a mustache, sometimes with glasses, or a funny hat or something… but he’s always there.
…and seriously, why is David following me?? New job, there’s fucking David, sometimes with a mustache, sometimes with glasses, or a funny hat or something… but he’s always there.
You must have great
titswingslooks at scale
looks back at computer
…naw I’m sure it’s fine.
*and gay girlies!
ogle some boobs
Kek
I just recently read a piece in which it was noted that the hooters waitresses are great allies to closeted gay boys that get taken to hooters by parents or family to encourage ‘normal’ heterosexual behavior.
I want expecting that but it was a pretty great aspect of a phenomenon that always seemed very one dimensional and flat to me.
I think I read this article too. It makes sense in a way.
What explains the connection between Hooters waitresses and young gay men? Perhaps these women — so often stigmatized as almost sex workers, so accustomed to society’s sidelong glances — see kindred spirits in the boys who aren’t quite “right.” Or maybe it’s simpler: a waitress’s knack for reading a room, turned tender for those who need it most.
That’s it! Thanks for digging it up.
That was a great read. Thanks for finding the article!
closeted gay boys that get taken to hooters by parents or family to encourage ‘normal’ heterosexual behavior.
…is that what hooters is for? That makes sense in a sad sort if way
Hooters is for any situation where you’re specifically not going to a strip club. Son ain’t showing enough interest in girls? Hooters. Daughter’s showing too much, but you don’t know how to tell her you support her? Hooters. Night out with your friends, but you don’t want your partner to be mad you went to a strip club? Hooters. Feel like a family dinner that makes the kids feel awkward as fuck? Hooters.
Yeah it’s weird to me too. Like, I can see how for a certain type of person who can’t really easily talk about emotions or other private topics, this can be an attempt to bring their child into adulthood and the world of expressing interest in women. But also, fuck it’s a weird way to do it. Just sit the kid down or go for a walk or drive and give them a dating talk.
is that what hooters is for?
It’s not for people that like good food.
It’s not what is for, but it’s how it’s used. /I/kieron155 found the link to the article:
Totally agree those women are not flat
I feel morally obligated to put this into the thread.
Hooters is coming up with a delivery service where the Hooters’ girl will come to your house and give you the restaurant experience at home.
They are planning on calling it Knockers.
Is this true?
Good on you for asking these questions in a timeline that absolutely justifies them.
Is Craigslist still a thing?
Because if it is, I’m sure you can find someone who will make it true for you.
I would absolutely not want someone I’d found on Craigslist in my house.
Maybe Eroticreview.com?
Not that I would know personally, but I have seen them advertise in magazines found out in the woods.
If it were it would be a sexual predator’s dream come true.
Don’t they have guards who accompany them?
Purely anecdotal.
So, the fat hillbilly looking guy goes to a sleazy motel and orders a girl.
When the girl gets there he refuses to pay and refuses to let her leave.
She calls her pimp. He shows up in a fancy car with two buddies.
Except the hillbilly has a dozen friends waiting in the next room. They get the gun and the car and drive back to the pimp’s place and clean it out.
The moral to your story is not to allow attractive women, or any women, to go to guests they don’t know in motels.
(/s)
Rentboys have entered the chat…
They’ve probably entered other things, too…
Oh, sweet innocent child.
Google ‘adult escorts near me’
You can find all sorts of companionship if you’re willing to steal mommy’s credit card.
Do escorts and prostitutes normally take Credit Card?
Call and find out.
Sure, what’s the number?
It’s really too bad you don’t own some sort of device that connects to the internet.
Or maybe you can’t figure out how to get past the controls Mommy put on it.
If your mother doesn’t want to checking out escorts, I’ll acede to her aurthority over you
Is Hooters just an American maid cafe?
Yes but without maids
Or the cafe part.
Well, I guess they have dessert so there’s technically some overlap of what a cafe would have, but I don’t associate hot wings with cafe.
Dude yes it absolutely is
What is a maid cafe? Is it like a Japanese conversation club?
It’s a restaurant where all the servers are women dressed as maids (or whatever the theme is) and act all cutesy. I went to one once just to see what it was like on a trip to Japan and it was an extraordinarily awkward experience.
Weird!
I went to a Hooters once around 2006 or so. Their hottest wing sauce was called “911” and for fun when the waitress came around I pointed to that on the menu and told her that I was deeply offended that Hooters would dare to use our “sacred tragedy” of 9/11 for the name of some wings. She immediately got all bug-eyed and said “oh no no no no no that’s not what it means” and ran to get her manager. Manager dude came over and apologized profusely and insisted it was named after the emergency phone number. He comped the whole table’s bill and gave me four $50 gift certificates to boot. At that point I was way too embarrassed to admit I was just kidding.
I never ended up using the gift certificates. It helped that Hooter’s food sucks.
The tits being visibly there but clothed just adds to the titillation. Makes sense to me. And it’s less sketchy than a strip club.
Isn’t that the point of the original post though? Why is titillation needed during dinner?
Needed? I don’t think anyone said it was needed. People just enjoy tits
The point of the post was that it’s weird to find Hooters titillating at all. Let’s not act like titillation itself is a bad thing or needs to be segregated from other parts of your life. Titillation during dinner is a great mix!
So far, yours is the only comment that really addresses this correctly. I never liked Hooters, but it makes sense. It’s not some enigma or malformed idea.
It may just be a bonus in almost every circumstance.
You said tit…illation.
How do you titillate an ocelot?
Late, but a lot.
Oscillate its tit a lot
Wait until he hears about twin peaks.
damn good coffee, and hot
Or tilted kilt
Yeah, I’m an absolute pervert but hooters feels icky to me. Like, I’ll gladly mix sluttiness, alcohol, and food. I’d love it if I could get some appetizers at a leather bar. And while strip clubs aren’t to my taste, I respect them as honest sex work at least on the part of the strippers and patrons. But hooters is this thin facade. It’s a place I associate with people telling themselves they aren’t going to a strip club. Whether it’s to introduce their son to manhood or to have a night out with the boys. It’s not a strip club, but very specifically so.
There was a place near me called Smut N Eggs. Was a bar that catered to graveyard shift, we’d swing there after work at 6 in the morning to kickstart our “evening”. Inside where you would expect to see sports games on the TVs around the bar, they had vintage porn playing. The walls were covered with centerfolds.
The waitress, Michelle or Chele for short, was about 50 years old, had a smokers rasp and the look of someone who’d spent most of her younger years riding on a motorcyle, and suffered absolutely no bullshit. The food was amazing, the vast majority of people weren’t even looking at the screens, they were just digging into their dinner or breakfast at 6 in the morning with a beer or three on the side.
Place burned down years ago…damned shame.
I’m rather upset your comment was so short because I was completely enthralled in your story.
I was talked into going once on a high school trip in the early 90s and the waitresses at that location were B cups at most, but clearly picked just for looks. It was entertaining that the guy whose idea it was to go was extremely shy and had the hardest time just talking to the waitress. Wings were ok, but not good enough to ever go again.
More recently on an anniversary trip my wife talked us into going to Salt Life as we had been laughing about the ‘slut life’ looking stickers we saw back at home. It was the beach version of Hooters.
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feels like a different kind of perversion, something along the lines of “I wanna be able to go to a place with my wife and kids where I can also constantly fantasize about other women while pretending not to”
When I graduated from 8th grade (that might be different from yall, but i spent 9 yrs at a k thro 8 grade school) i wanted to go to south st with my school mates. Mom was insistent, that dinner was for me and the fams, but i could pick where we went. I was sour.
I picked hooters on delaware ave, those wonderful big tittied jawns put me up on the table, sang a song to me and there are some silly pictures that exist somewhere…
Anywhoots I forget my point. Yes lets not objectify anyone, but like any big corp or franchise, they have some workers who are great and deserve respect.
I’ve just spent a solid half an hour in this comment section…
For the wings, of course
Not the thighs and breasts?
I’m more of a pork butt man.
I think the popularity of Hooters was because the lie that the stripper is in love with you is more believable at the Hooters.
There was a Hooters in downtown Atlanta that was one of the few restaurants open super late in the area. We went there a few times after late night stuff for Dragon Con. That’s sort of my biggest gripe about downtown Atlanta, they really do roll up those sidewalks pretty early.
Wait no waffle house‽
I can’t remember why we didn’t do that. Either it was further away or the wait was crazy and we passed it. But yes, there’s a Waffle House adjacent to Centennial Olympic Park. Generally I prefer to go to Metro Diner though if I can get in.
