That's the summation of this place based on an actual establishment. I get the sense the hoakey small town center like any old thyme town center has been abandoned to tiny gift shops while the suburbs were built up around it. Life there is a purgatory for grown up suburban kids where they drive from their apartment block to a gas station, to a office block, to Applebees, and back again. They watch Netflix and wait to die, keeling over from a broken heart 2 weeks after retirement realizing what I just said.
"You're 47 years old. It's finally time you get your own apartment."
A complete loser that shows up around lunchtime if there are vendors nearby. The vendors want a free lunch and will take almost anyone out so they can utilize their employer's expense account. Vendor whores also go to a lot of free sporting events, and are known to take motorboats and other toys as kickbacks. These tie-wearing idiots really annoy those of us who work with the inferior products they try to push on us, so they can get their free lunches and crap.
"Here comes Don. Yep, it's lunchtime again. His Arabic saleman buddy is here to take him to lunch. What a vendor whore."
When your new computer blue screens TekFail and it tells you to "Call your hardware vendor" but the limp-ass video card only displays the letter "L" of "Call."
Joe says angrily: My server just blue-screened after I attached the new RAID array! Co-Worker replies: Hey Joe, you're gonna have to L Your Hardware Vendor and rip him one!