Tales from Cherry Creek

Sometimes I can't think of anything to blog about. The solution? Pick up the newspaper and read about some of the insanity going on in the world.

In the July 19 edition of The Denver Post, columnist Penny Parker tells a tale of restaurant dress codes in richie Cherry Creek. Scott Coors, a member of the Coors brewing family, was headed to dine at some place called Houston's (never heard of it) with his "partner", Dr. Dave Hurt. At first I was unsure if Parker meant his business parter or. . . well, you know.

Anyways, they were not allowed a table by the restaurant hostess because the Dr. was wearing a sleeveless button down shirt. They asked for the manager, who was apparently some sort of pal of theirs (again, Parker didn't say what kind of pal), who backed his hostess and kicked the dynamic duo out of the restaurant.

So Coors apparently texted his pal PP at the Post to vent his anger about his partner being humiliated by Houston's. (I'm surprised it took the restaurant to humiliate him - I would have thought stepping out of the house would have done it.) He also thought it was gender discrimination because women could get in wearing no sleeves. And so they're not ever going back to Houston's and blah blah blah.

I applaud the restaurant for not allowing the Dr. in wearing a sleeveless button down shirt. Heck, if I was managing a Sizzler's I would not have given him a table. Tank tops are one thing, but sleeveless button down? That's just creepy. He was lucky they didn't call the police.

I don't think it was gender discrimination. It's socially acceptable for women to have bare arms, just as it is acceptable for them to wear skirts. It's not so for men, unless you're on an island somewhere. But it might very well have been weirdo discrimination.

And as far as what kind of partners these two were - I think the sleeveless button down shirt answers that question.