I really can't blame Mr. Tux for the white tuxedo my friend made me wear to his wedding, but that hardly matters. It was returning the tux that made me give this business a scant two stars. You see, I got there at 5:59 on Sunday evening. Granted, it closes at 6:00, but all I wanted to do was drop off my parcels, and the door was still open. The two goblins inside turned me away, and rudely at that. Loudly chewing her gum, one yelled, "Uh uh, we're closed!." "But I only want to drop off my suits," I pleaded. "We're closed," she repeated. "So I have to come back, all the way from Pittsfield?" That's when the door closed and the conversation ended. I was pretty pissed, but I reminded myself that I don't know what a rental check-in takes. Maybe it's a lengthy procedure for all I know.
The next day I returned in the morning, a drive which took an hour and 15 minutes each way. The lovely lady working then was as pleasant as an angel's grandmother. She checked out my parcels filled with (sweaty) tuxes and had me out the door in under two minutes. I guess those urchins that worked the night before couldn't be bothered to take the extra time.
In closing, let me say that I understand that 5:59 to one man is another monster's 6:00. I really get it, and I get that the employees there probably have no good reason to give any extra effort, even if it is only 2 minutes to save me two hours. The reason I wrote this review, however, is because I know that in their place I would have stayed, and so would everyone else I know. In fact, in my own business, where I also have no good reason to give the extra 1% I have been faced with this very situation and never even considered throwing the customer out. It's just bad business.
P.S.
I did the rest of the tux rental procedure at my local branch in Norwood, MA. The people there were friendly and charming. They made candid banter while I waited and made measuring the circumference of my belly as painless as possible. Don't let this one branch taint your opinion of them all.

Paul Joseph's Salon is a high class place full of friendly good looking people. In fact, every time I walk in, Paul shouts "Hey handsome!" I've been getting my hair cut there for years by Janelle, their star stylist. Whenever I come up with a crazy style idea, she can make it happen without looking so crazy. Janelle can always help me figure out what my hair can and can't do, and what product can get it done with the least fuss possible. She's a pro and a half.
Even the reception staff is quick to learn my scheduling habits. The decor is not as girlishly intimidating as you might expect either. I don't feel out of place in the salon, despite my considerable manliness. I've been known to grow a beard. And don't let my avatar scare you. That's a helmet.

It's like 8 bit Mario, but without the nostalgic charm. Really the best thing I can say about the place is that I came out uninjured and unoffended. My hopes were low going in, and Monster Mini Golf still managed to disappoint. Imagine minigolf in a warehouse. Now imagine that instead of clever landscaping, you get to play in a six inch high maze of cement walls at right angles to each other. Add poor lighting, obnoxious kids and your friends' feigned smiles, and you've got yourself a night out at Monster Mini Golf.
Do yourself a favor and play some video games instead. Its not like you're getting fresh air and exercise either way. Oh yeah, it smells funny in there. Like a fog machine.
Kids might like it, but that is pure speculation.

Quan's kitchen, my old friend. Our love affair started in Mansfield in their take-out or eat-in restaurant. You know the type of place. Little tables, plastic forks, but very clean and calm. I fell in love with your food and people so much that we became on a first name basis. Julie, Eric, Kevin... and Kevin's sister. I'm sorry, I forgot your name.
Since Eric branched out to open the North Attleboro location, I try to visit for a meal a few times a year. Still, whenever I come in, Eric pops out from the kitchen to shake my hand and meet whatever friends I am with. The decor is beautiful. It is modern and classic without being the kitschy Chinese restaurant cliche. Be sure to visit the restrooms, because they are one of the best parts of the experience. You won't be disappointed.
The food is pretty much what you might expect from a New England semi-upscale Chinese restaurant. The typical fair, plus a very high quality sushi menu if that's your sort of thing.
Come for the food, stay for everything else.