"Friday Night"

I went to my local pub tonight to play Texas Hold-Em. The 10:30 late game. 


"Cat, every fourth Friday we have just the one game, the 10,000 chip tournament. And it started at 7:30," Dale, the venerable pit boss told me. "Sorry, Cat."


Dale always calls me Tom ( cos I look like one he says ) but tonight he remembered Cat. I was miffed cos I like the 10,000 starting point. More chips.


I bid adieu and farewell and was hungry. So me and old Betsy headed for Wendys where Dave or a remnant thereof says "have it your way and freshly cooked."


Ok.


I ordered a number 2 and coke, my drink of choice. As we pulled around, I could see the manager in a panic. She was the order taker and distributor. And there were three cars in line. 


Ok.


My order was $7.20 ( ok ) and was promptly handed to me at the window.


"Can I get some ketchup?"


"Sure here you go."


She gave me one ( yep, just one ) of those new ketchup packs, brilliantly devised by some genius in the modern technology field.


Me and old Betsy parked in the lot to eat. Good thing we did, because the order was wrong. Instead of a number 2, I had a spicy chicken sandwich with white cheese. The cheese was stiff, as if it had rigor mortis. Shouldn't cheese on a sandwich be melted? Or maybe just a tad-is that asking too much?


I ate some of the fries and opened my ketchup pack. Let me go on record as saying the fries suck, even tho freshly cooked. Sea salt smee salt and potato skins on the ends of each fry-they still suck. It's the taste.

I returned to the drive thru. Told 'em the problem and was soon devouring a number 2. By the way, after the screwup I received my hamburger in less than a minute. Cooked to order, eh?


Ok.

As we left, old Betsy reminded me we needed petrol. We saw a filling station across the street. $3.69 a gallon. Yesterday the AJC's headline was "Petrol to cost $4.50 a gallon by the summer."News travels fast. Most gas station owners must read the paper.

Ok.

We made it home, and I read the Hootzster's newshoggers column. I read his bio. He's been a liberal for 50 years, and it all started when the Commies wanted to put fluoride in his town's water. And Hootz sympathized with them.


Ok.


So I didn't get to play Texas Hold 'Em. With the pit boss who calls me Tom. But I got to eat at Daves ( sort of )  and got to read about the Hootzster's indoctrination into liberalism.


Ok.