Mr. Snackish and I needed a pre-show bit of dinner last night near the Canyon Club in Agoura. For the sole reason that we didn't want to re-park the car, we went to Exotic Thai.
When we went in, there were people leaving, yelling about how bad it was. We figured they were lunatics because they were acting like lunatics.
The hostess seated us way back in the furthest reach of the not-terribly-large restaurant.
And that was it. We waited and waited and nothing happened, despite some increasingly frantic hand waving by Mr. Snackish. The busboy came by and we said "We are ready for the server." He disappeared without a word.
When we got up and left, the staff gave us a cheery "Thank you!" as we exited. We made it out the door before bursting into laughter. Not only were they so clueless as to forget about us the minute they had seated us, but they also forgot that they had never served us at all!