Worth a thread of its own....
I wish I could tell you that the girls fought the good fight, and the Frye let them be. I wish I could tell you that - but hooters is no fairy-tale world. They never said who did it, but we all knew. Things went on like that for a while - hooters life consists of routine, and then more routine. Every so often, the girls would show up with fresh bruises. The Frye kept at them - sometimes they were able to distract him with wings and beer and that little twirly stool thing they do, sometimes not. And that's how it went for the girls - that was their routine. I do believe those first two years were the worst for them, and I also believe that if things had gone on that way, this place would have got the best of them...
I wish I could tell you that the girls fought the good fight, and the Frye let them be. I wish I could tell you that - but hooters is no fairy-tale world. They never said who did it, but we all knew. Things went on like that for a while - hooters life consists of routine, and then more routine. Every so often, the girls would show up with fresh bruises. The Frye kept at them - sometimes they were able to distract him with wings and beer and that little twirly stool thing they do, sometimes not. And that's how it went for the girls - that was their routine. I do believe those first two years were the worst for them, and I also believe that if things had gone on that way, this place would have got the best of them...