NOTE: The names in this story have been changed. Once you read it, you will understand why.
A few years ago, we had a new salaried employee start at work. I will call him Crazy Bob. I didn’t get to meet him until the end of his first week when I went to lunch with him, and a guy named Ed that was mentoring him in his new job.
There are several restaurants close to where I live that are known for having good catfish. Several years ago, my family and I went to one of these places to eat. My daughters had one of their friends along. This restaurant has a main room toward the front of the building and a large room right behind that. The visit was during the middle of the week and there weren’t many people there. They sat us in the large back room. The girls sat in a booth near the table where I sat with my wife and son. We were the only people in this room when we arrived so there was no trouble with us sitting at two tables. This restaurant has televisions mounted in the corners of most of the dining areas. In the front room, they usually have on television showing a news network and another showing a kid-friendly channel like Disney or Cartoon Network.
On a Saturday evening last August, I was at home eating when my cell phone rang around 8:27 PM. The call was from a number that I did not recognize. I answered and they said, “What’s up, ni***r?” I replied, “Don’t know, what’s up with you?” They immediately hung up. Less than a minute later I received another call from the same number. When I answered they said “What uppp!” I replied, “Nothing, What’s up with you?” They hung up again. It would be over 30 minutes before I received another call from the same number. This time they said, “What up!” I replied, “What up?” Then they asked, “Who is this?” I replied, “I think you have the wrong number.” I thought that might be the last call but about 10 minutes later they called again. This time they said, “Hey Tom!” I replied, “This is not Tom.” They replied, “I must have the wrong number.” I thought, “Really!?! It takes you 4 times to realize it’s the wrong number?” But I just said, “You must have. Have a nice day.”
Over the summer while my youngest daughter was home from college, she and I went to the movies a couple of times. My son lives in town and we invited him to go with us on both trips. The two films we went to see were Once Upon a Time in Hollywood and Annabelle Comes Home. Both trips took place during the same week.
Last October, my wife and I moved to a new house. When we decided to put our old house on the market, there were several things we needed to do to get ready. Each week there was a new area of focus for this preparation. One weekend, I decided to tackle the task of getting the yard ready. Our old house had a big shop behind the house and a fence around the backyard area. There was a bank between the shop and the fence on two sides of the building. Trees and brush had grown up around this area. I decided to do some cleaning up around this area of the shop.
A couple of weeks ago, I was travelling back to Tennessee from Indiana. It was around 5 PM and we decided to stop and eat in Clarksville, Indiana which us just north of the river at Louisville. We hoped to let the rush hour traffic in Louisville clear before we went any further. We found a Texas Roadhouse restaurant at the Green Tree Mall. Our server told us that this was the very first Texas Roadhouse restaurant. We thought it was odd that it didn’t originate in Texas. After they took our drink order, I went to the restroom. When I was zipping up my pants, my boxers got caught in the teeth of the zipper. I could not get the zipper to budge up or down. I was standing at a urinal stall tugging at the zipper, but it was obvious that it wasn’t going to move. Fortunately, I was alone in the restroom, so no one saw me wrestling with my fly. I walked over to the mirror to see what it looked like. The material over the zipper was covering it up. It was not gaping open. I was confident that my lap would be covered any time that there was a possibility that it might gape open, so I returned to the table.
I recently went on a business trip. The trip took me to a small town in Indiana where I go often. I stayed in the same hotel that I had been in during the previous trip. When I opened the door to my hotel room, I noticed that the top drawer of the dresser was open. I immediately had flashbacks to a trip I had made to the same town but a stay at a different hotel years ago. During that trip when I opened the door to my room, I noticed the ironing board was up. My first thought was that would be convenient since I usually iron my clothes for my trip when I arrive. But when I turned on the lights to the room, I found that the room had not been cleaned since the previous guest had departed. When I went back downstairs, they apologized and said that to make up for it, they would put me in an upgraded room. I wondered what an upgraded room would be like at a hotel in a small town in Indiana beyond just being clean. I remember that it had a refrigerator and a jacuzzi tub, neither of which I took advantage of.
I listen to a lot of Christmas music between Thanksgiving and Christmas. I have an iPod Classic that I load with my holiday music playlist. There are a handful of albums in my collection that should be a requirement for anyone serious about Christmas music. What Christmas playlist would be complete without Elvis and The Chipmunks? I have a few Christmas albums in my collection that may not be in yours that I think you should at least know about. I have put them into 3 categories: The Good, The Bad and The Ugly. This week I focus on The Ugly.
I listen to a lot of Christmas music between Thanksgiving and Christmas. I have an iPod Classic that I load with my holiday music playlist. There are a handful of albums in my collection that should be a requirement for anyone serious about Christmas music. What Christmas playlist would be complete without Elvis and The Chipmunks? I have a few Christmas albums in my collection that may not be in yours that I think you should at least know about. I have put them into 3 categories: The Good, The Bad and The Ugly. This week I focus on The Bad.
I listen to a lot of Christmas music between Thanksgiving and Christmas. I have an iPod Classic that I load with my holiday music playlist. There are a handful of albums in my collection that should be a requirement for anyone serious about Christmas music. What Christmas playlist would be complete without Elvis and The Chipmunks? I have a few Christmas albums in my collection that may not be in yours that I think you should at least know about. I have put them into 3 categories: The Good, The Bad and The Ugly. This week I focus on The Good.