Why its called a tourist trap

Probably the worst food I've ever tried--San Diego Pier Cafe, Seaport Village

From the moment a few local friends and I mistakenly, and hungrily, decided to take our chances at this tourist trap, we were in for it. The hosts were terribly rude. One went so far as to use hand signals instead of words when we politely, and rightly, asked for 3 menues for 3 people at the table, instead of 2.

The waitress was stressed about all of the kids and tourists and when our food came, we almost thought it was a joke. One friend ordered the kid's fish and chips which was literally ROTTEN fish with a fettuchini noodle on top??!

My "pineapple burger" didnt even have a god damned pineapple on top of the severely sketchy looking beef balls comprising the "hamburger". There was shredded, unmelted cheese droplets on the burger, cold bbq sauce and flavorless other-ities.

When I asked for bbq sauce from the food runner he said "your sandwich already HAS bbq sauce on it". What a piece of shit. I was asking for the table. We needed to drown our nasty squishy onion rings in something other than sorrow. And WTF does this guy care about what Im using it for? Bring me some fucking bbq sauce you retarded mother fucker. (Sorry, it was a bad day)

Melina couldn't even eat more than her french fries. Heather and I had about one bite and then just stared at the sickness in front of us.

Finally we had to muster the courage to tell the manager that we were not paying for our food. This is a tough thing to do, especailly when you worry they are going to think you are lying. It must have been extremely ovbious to him, considering that 80% of our food was lying lifeless on the dingy plates. Get this--he didn't even appoligize! He just stood there and finally said "so, basically it was a bad experience all together" and then walked away.