Pick a seat

This happens everytime I go out to eat with my Dad. He's asking me where I want to sit before we're even greeted. I always say the same thing: "Wherever they seat us." I don't know why he always wants to pick the place to sit. Sometimes it isn't the best choice either.
Another funny thing he's doing is calling a Chevy HHR a HRR. We've got our first one in the shop this week.
Needless to say, working with Dennis is usually a fun time.