The other week I had a debate with a few of my girlfriends about the ever so famous, ever so tempting....Hooters. The question of the day was, "How do you feel about your husband/significant other going to Hooters"?
There is no question that men are drawn to this restaurant or others that are similar (Bone Daddy's, Twin Peaks, Third Base etc.) like a magnet that's attached to the front of their pant trousers, despite their best attempt to convince their wives it's because, Hooters truly does have the best wings or honey, I just went to BoneDaddy's for the yummy BBQ or my co-worker Steve made me do it!
We're no fool; women know it has nothing to do with the flavor of wings, the big screen T.V., your co-worker Steve or the BBQ. Simple fact is it has everything to do with the 19 year old part-time college students that prance around and serve you beer in a cloth that is comparable in size to the one their wives use to wipe off the kitchen counter.
The debate brought out many different responses among the women. Although, I have rarely given it much thought as my own husband is, thankfully, not a Hooters frequenter and this post is NOT ABOUT HIM-just wanted to clarify that. Obviously, most of these women had! I had one friend who was adamant that it was morally and ethically wrong on all levels. She said she would not approve of her husband going to these types of restaurants due to the following: most married men already struggle with temptation and this is just throwing it in their faces. It's letting them believe "lusting" for another women is okay, so long as she's simply a waitress in little orange shorts and pantyhose. She believed, this is a small step in a slippery slope that has the potential to lead to adultery.
Another friend of mine, fell on the complete opposite side of the spectrum. Her opinion was you need to let men be men to a certain degree. If the worst thing your husband is doing is eating at a restaurant where the waitress dress skimpy, life ain't too bad. She believed the moment you start enforcing strict rules on your mate, its the moment he's going to fight for freedom. If you don't allow him to have his sense of freedom with a little, innocent male commrodery and friendly banter at a restaurant, then he might find his "taste of freedom" elsewhere like with a woman in the workplace or alone in his office with pornography.
I fell somewhere in between these two. I understood both sides of the women's opinion's and was uncertain of which side of the spectrum I fell in line closer with. Do I think it's good for a marriage for a husband to spend three hours being served by a hot, size 2, 18 year old girl with giants boobs only to come home to a wife that hasn't showered in two days, has baby throw up in her hair and breast that have experienced nursing babies, mammograms and years gravity?
Listen, I don't have a personal issue with Hooter's waitresses. They're just a bunch of young girls working hard
to make enough money for a six pack of Very Berry wine coolers, some new hair extensions and an outfit from Charlotte Russe to pay for college and text books. My biggest problem is when men perceive places like this as reality. When this happens, then discontent happens in the home. You're wife isn't going to dress up like a slutty lumber jack and serve you a juicy hamburger, laugh at all your jokes, show you a little cleavage when she sets down your beer and wink at you when you tip her 20%. (Although, that doesn't sound like a bad idea if you needing to add a little spice to the relationship)
But I also understood my other friend who said there is nothing wrong with a little male bonding over football, chicken wings and nice views. So long as those big "views" are somewhat covered and not joining him at an hourly motel.
So, what do you think? To Hooters or Not to Hooters?