My significant other and I have often gone on the prowl for fine Chinese eating establishments in San Francisco. One day we found this place which looked decent on the outside, and the prices were all right. Strangely, there was only one man eating inside, and it turned out he was a waiter/assistant cook/misc worker. The main server was chatting with him when we came in, but seated us promptly. It was very quiet in there. The service initially was not bad, but not excellent, the food was average, and so on. But it was really how deserted the place was that got to me. And while we were seated in a nice area of the restaurant, about half of it gradually deteriorated into clutter on the other side of the dining room. I spotted something like a stationary bike/rowing machine hybrid partially hidden by a screen, which was odd. Just as we were at the end of our meal, I caught some movement out of the corner of my eye. I thought I was mistaken, but no, the server was standing next to the eating guy, doing bicep curls with a dumbell. We just sat there waiting for him to notice us, but he kept right on working out until I called to him for a check. Hey guy, don't let us interrupt your workout routine.
I couldn't shake the feeling that this restaurant was a front for some other shady business. Needless to say we will never go back there unless we want to show a freakshow to our friends.