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Revisiting Potty Mouth Restaurant Hostesses
Earlier this month, LAist brought you the story of Cynthia -- the proprieter and potty-mouthed owner of Cynthia's on 3rd.
Today, LA Weekly waxes on about how the event that spawned the e-mail that spawned the LAist post that spawned a supposed LA.com tirade has already encircled the Earth 10,000 times and which caused LA Weekly to find out the true story from Cynthia herself.
In response to hearing what was said about her, Cynthia was quoted in the LA Weekly article as saying, "She left out the part where she threw a martini at me..." and "about how she was going to ruin my restaurant because I didn't come to her table all night..."
Oh, poor Cynthia.
If LAist hadn't already had their own questionable experiences and run-ins with the Mistress of Mouth, we might half believe her reaction, but actions are truly stronger than words. If you're going to charge a certain amount for a certain experience, you'd better deliver or sooner or later things are going to come back and bite you in the ass.