We started off at a quirky pizza shop called We, the Pizza. Its on Capitol Hill so it sounds like the preamble ("We the People"), cute. Right? Pizza was pretty good. Mine was bit dry because it seemed like it was seating under a heat lamp for a while.
Then we went to Good Stuff for some milkshakes. The male cashier was really snippy. Goes in with my philosophy: Don't like your job, quit! End of rant. But don't like your job, that's fine. But don't take out your bad attitude on everyone else.