At Red Lobster today, this rude redneck couple walked up to the hostess desk to ask for a table, but were informed they'd have to wait and give them a number to text them to let them know their table is ready - they seemed only mildly annoyed with this, but even after giving the hostest the pertinent information, she asked them for a confirmation as they were walking away if the reservation was for the two of them, to which the husband turns around and responds loudly and sarcastically, "No! Four! Two adults, two children! What drugs are you on?" As they walked by, I even said aloud how uncalled for that was, as did another guy standing behind me, but of course, they just ignored us to go back out to wait in their car.
Gotta love this state.