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Josey

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I took my mother out to a chain diner tonight. The places have waffles, steaks and such 24/7/365. We were sitting in a booth and the diner has large picture windows so you can see outside. I was having BBQ and cheesesticks. I had my neck hairs stand up and got the "tingles". I scan the area, nothing. I drink some coffee. The "tingles" didn't just fade away. A couple of the diner staff were talking to me about why I do not eat pickles with BBQ. I am not giving them much attention. I keep scanning. Finally!! A Toyota screeches into a parking space and I see a guy who is very agitated. He is waving his hands and I can understand his profanity through the windows. A girl gets out of the passenger side and SLAMS the door. She comes into the diner. The guy gets out and SLAMS his door. He follows her in. They sat in the booth second from my mother and I. The guy is cussing, waving his hands and being a PITA. Nobody is rushing to wait on them. An older waittress comes in from her break and waits on them, unaware. The guy jumps up and goes to the bathroom. UH-OH! I put my hand on my BHP grip. The only thing that bothered me was his jumping up and going out of sight to the bathroom. What is he doing!? The girl realizes that ALL EYES are on them. The guy pops back out of the bathroom. My mother is looking at me oddly. She says to let them fight it out. This is where it gets weird. The guy whispers to the girl and she responds with a loud and clear NO! The guy gets up and walks outside and begins to pace the parking lot. The girl calls the waittress over and asks her for some styrofoam cups to go. The girl and the guy are both leaving now. No, the guy comes back and pays for their drinks. He goes out to the car and the coupe burns out and leaves. Good. The waittress comes over to me and looks at me funny. I give her:what: She tells me that my face is blood red all the way to the top of my head. She asks if I heard that couple. I said yes. She then told me that they had been arguing and cussing for five minutes in behind the building before they parked in front. My "tingles" haven't lied to me yet. What would your response to such a domestic disturbance be? We didn't call 911. The cook joked that all the cops would be at Wal-Mart on friday night arresting shoplifters. It is true here.
 
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