Who is Watching Us Eat on The Main Line?

Ok even more super creepy then a cyberstalker, is this little thing in Philadelphia Magazine for November, 2009 in their PulseChatter on page 24 which talks about hidden cameras in upscale restaurants including an unnamed Main Line Restaurant. Ok yes, it sounds like a bad episode of "Cheaters" but seriously, if people aren't supposed to record your conversation without permission, what about filming you without your permission?

It's just creepy because where are the cameras? Are there any in the ladies room? The men's room? Where? And which restaurant on the Main Line does this?

Boy gentlemen, better watch that happy hour Tom Foolery, huh? Because we all know the Main Line is famous for high fallutin' boys who take that wedding band off and pretend they are slezoid singles once in a while, don't we? And every time I see one of those men in particular smiling with his wife in the society pages, why it just is enough to make me barf.

Pulse Article
Restaurants: Say Cheese!
Where your dinner and Big Brother intersect
By Don Steinberg

In these high-tech times, the fact that you may be videotaped by hidden cameras while you dine in your favorite restaurant may not be as surprising as it is creepy. But more and more restaurants are going the surveillance route. Melissa Scully, director of operations for Garces Restaurant Group, points cameras at entrances of all five of Jose Garces’s places, for security. The owner of one upscale Main Line restaurant has no fewer than nine cameras installed in his place. “It makes you feel comfortable that you can see what’s going on,” he says.

.....Turning the cameras on tables is the newer development: Our Main Line restaurateur says he does watch diners live via laptop when he’s not in the building...While restaurateurs still likely care more about that fork than the guy who dropped it, in this surveillance society, it doesn’t take much imagination to envision where this could be headed. Consider Doohan’s advice: “Married men: Don’t bring your girlfriend.”

Hmmm, what is the moral of this story? Don't pick your nose in public.