Sitting at a table with strangers, complaining, complaining, and more complaining:

"Holy hell, can these people never be pleased?" 

That thought ran through my head as I was chewing up the terryaki chicken.

People pleasing: the hardest thing to achieve. 

You can fulfill all their complaints but in the end they will always find the negative aspect in a successful evening dinner.

At least the terryaki chicken tasted delicious.