Would that we had a time machine. Of course we'd stop some major atrocities, but we'd also be sure to swing by the Hooters where Amy Adams did a two-month stint in order to afford a car, and grab us some wings. (Honestly, the wings at Hooters are mediocre at best, but there's something about seeing the gifted actress slumming that could calcify certain feelings about the state of American culture and...never mind.)
Adams reflected on why the job wasn't a good fit recently: "I was a dancer," she said, "and I used to run around in a leotard and tights. I really didn't quite get it. I was so naïve about that. And I just thought, 'Well, it's a leotard and tights and shorts; it's not a big deal.' But there is a difference, and I learned it... That was a short-lived ambition."