I’ve never been to one but I bet CEC has been going downhill ever since 1983, that’s when Nolan Bushnell (founder of CEC and Atari) left the company after doing sort of a reverse Ken Lay. The subsidiaries he created that year weren’t able to pay back their loans. cite
CEC entertainment bought out Discovery Zone in 1999, which would explain that ball crawl.
**Chucky Cheesies, Ceasarland ** and ** McDonald’s Playland’s ** are all in cahoots with the pharmacuetical industry.
Every time I’ve taken my little weasels to one of the above, the cost for the pizza and tokens is greatly overshadowed by the trips to the doctor’s office and the mutliple prescriptions. The last trip cost us $10 in a birthday present gift and $150 in Doctor/RX, gas and massive inconvience of kids sick as dogs for three weeks not included.
I also think that the pulsating music blared at a bajillion gigawatts is designed to crush your gray matter until you are a hypnotized goon, where no pure thought runs through your head at all until you can stagger back out into the parking lot and breath fresh air again.
Mc Donalds is lovingly referred to as: **McPetrie Dish **
**Rant Rating ** 25 out of a possible 10.
Was just going to say Chuck E Cheese is Satan? He’d try to do the quote above to you to get you to go back? Wasn’t this a bad 70s movie starring Donna Mills and Tom Sellek? (forgot to ask Higgins the spelling of his name)
Meh, I worked there for over a year when I was a teenager and it’s not nearly as bad as you imagine. After a week or two, you become completely immune to the noise and kids and don’t even notice them. Then you typically began spending most of your time trying to get the waitresses naked.
Do not ask what happens in the back of the restaurant away from kiddy’s little eyesses.
Sorry I’m late. I just figured out what a “vanity search” is. I had no idea my name came up so often in conversation. Sometimes even favorably.
If “hornswoggling” wasn’t a sexual euphemism, it certainly is, now! Good word, hornswoggling. Has a nice meaty sound to it. Can’t you just picture a drunken pirate staggering down the dock, sputtering something about “Well, swoggle me horn…”?
The wife and I got hoodwinked into going to a CEC’s a couple of years ago by a friend of ours for his son’s birthday. He got into the married with children thing way earlier than anyone else in our group, so the party was a three year old and a bunch of adults.
We had all been lured with promises of adult beverages and violent arcade games. What we got was a bunch of arcade games that had been put through the PC wringer so many times that several of them seemed to be devoid of the fundamental concepts of gaming, things like rules, winning and losing, etc. It was like dropping in a token to watch 90 seconds of Teletubbies while randomly pushing buttons.
But the biggest horror was the array of adult beverages. There were three taps behind the counter. One labeled “Miller Lite,” one labeled “Red Wine,” and one labeled “White Wine.” :eek: