We're Always Dead on Mondays

"This isn't good."
"What isn't?"
"We're dead."
"We're always dead on Mondays."
"Mondays aren't the only days."
"Relax, we were packed last Friday."
"Not Saturday."
"It snowed!"
"You can't get by like that.  Being busy one day a week?  Do the math.  It's no good."
"It's the same way everywhere.  You act like we're in the middle of Manhattan.  This is a small state.  People don't go out during the week."
"Yeah, they do.  They just don't go here."
"Well, where do they go then?"
"Nice places downtown.  Not chain restaurants in the middle of the suburbs."
"Who can afford to go to nice places?"
"Rich people."
"On a Monday?  Not even rich people can afford to go out to eat on a Monday.  Nobody's that rich.  Not anymore."
"I'm telling you; they do.  Especially when it's nice out like tonight."
"When it's nice out, people do other stuff.  They don't want to sit in some restaurant eating cheesy fries."
"You have an excuse for everything, you know that?  They don't come because it's bad out.  They don't come because they don't have money.  They don't come because it's nice out.  They don't come because it's a Monday.  They're not coming because they're not coming.  That's why they're not coming."
"So what are you saying?"
"I'm not sure how much longer corporate is going to want to keep us open."
"What?"
"We're not making money.  What choice are they going to have?"
"They talked to you about this."
"No."
"Well then--"
"They don't talk to you about it.  One day they call and you're shut down.  That's it."
"But we won that award.  It's on the--"
"Customer service.  The customers we get, we service well.  But we don't get that many.  Quantity trumps quality."
"Quantity trumps quality?  Are you kidding me?"
"The only other business near us is a fabric store.  We're drowning."
"So what do we do?"
"We can't do anything.  Things run their course.  Businesses are no different."
"What about McDonald's?  McDonald's hasn't run its course."
"It will--one day.  Everything will."
"Pinkberry won't.  That stuff is addictive."
"It's just ice cream.  There will always be new ice cream."
"Maybe we should go that route.  Have like--a sundae bar, or something."
"It won't matter.  It's like--it's like chemistry.  Either you have it or you don't, and we just...we just don't have it."
"So that's it?"
"We just wait for the call."
"And until...?"
"Clean the tables.  Change the salt and pepper shakers.  Have a drink at the bar.  Relax.  At this point, it's inevitable."
"So we just--"
"We just wait."
"Maybe tomorrow will be busier."
"Yeah...maybe it will."