A long while back I went to a restaurant in San Francisco called Entros. If you weren’t lucky enough to get in to Entros while it was around, they billed themselves as the “intelligent amusement park.”
While you were waiting for (or after you had finished) your meal, there were a variety of activities you could do. You could make candles, participate in a game show, use winches to drop Barbie dolls into volcanoes, or any number of constantly changing games. Entros was great fun when I visited it in Seattle, but they had obviously overextended themselves when they opened a San Francisco branch. When we visited, there was almost nobody there and it (and the original restaurant) shut down soon after.
While waiting for guests to serve a number of the waiters/game hosts were playing with a large ball that looked like a human eye. As they threw it back and forth, one of them slipped and the ball crashed into a table, sending glassware shattering to the ground. Seeing a rare opportunity, I walked up and said:
“It’s all fun and games until someone loses an eye.”
It’s a beautiful thing when life gives you an opening like that.