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An interesting night Dashing: Play Misty for me

Posted in Odd with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 13, 2022 by macmystery

Back in November, in an effort to make a little extra bank, I started doing DoorDash. It made a lot of sense. First, the pay isn’t horrible. But second, and more importantly, I can do it any time I want to. I’m not locked into someone else’s schedule.

Anyway, with the app showing things were busy around Beaufort on Saturday evening, I decided I’d get a couple hours in and earn some extra money. But first, I needed to get food myself.

I tried stopping for a sandwich, but my first choice wasn’t doing anything but online orders, so I skipped it and went to Waffle House and had a double cheeseburger and a plate full of pickles.

While I was eating and reading Twitter on my phone, a woman came in. Probably about my age. Let’s call her “Misty.” Along with the cook and waitress, that made four of us there.

Misty placed a to-go order, and then sat in the seat next to me, despite an almost empty counter.

“Is it OK if I sit next to you?”


But her next question caught me off guard, though I feel like I rolled with it well.

“Can I have a bite of your cheeseburger?” she asked.

“It IS good,” I said, laughing. “Sure, if you want.”

I was looking at her as I started to slide the plate in here direction.

“No, no, no. I wouldn’t do that,” she said. “I just wanted to see how you reacted.”

But she succeeded in her goal of starting a conversation. And clearly, at least that, was what she was after. Turns out we grew up not far from each other outside of Atlanta.

If I had to say, I think she’d had a bit to drink. She repeated several times that she was married and had a child, and that “clearly” she was not “hitting on me,” and she didn’t make it a habit of “hitting” on people at Waffle House.

That’s sure not how it felt, though. And my server was finding this conversation humorous, letting me know with obvious looks.

At this point, she asked if she could have some of my pickles — I had a whole plate of them.

“Sure,” I said, sliding the plate toward her. She took several.

After the pickles, there was a dramatic shift in gears. She asked me if I was going to church tomorrow and if I wanted to join her and her family at church. I politely sidestepped that question.

Though she had paid for her to-go order, which was now bagged up and on the counter in front of her, she seemed to be stalling. I was finished and was paying my bill, and it sure felt like she was angling to leave at the same time as me.

I wasn’t certain I wanted to be in the parking lot with her, just her and I in the dark, so I stalled, as well. And I did it a little better than her. She left, and by the time I walked outside not two minutes later, she was gone.

Clearly, it’s possible it was a totally innocent interaction. But I’d be lying if I said I believed that, even if I didn’t know exactly what it was.

The next couple hours went well, and there were no strange interactions with unfamiliar women. But I did run into someone who caught me by surprise.

My last order of the night was a chocolate milkshake from IHOP. IHOP closes at midnight on Saturday night and the order came in to me around 11:45 p.m. But when I got there around 11:50, the doors were locked, and there were employees in sight.

I could, however, see the customer’s milkshake sitting with a straw on the counter.

As I walked down the front of the restaurant, looking through the windows hoping to catch the attention of someone in the hope of getting my customer’s milkshake, I was standing near a bench where all the rugs from out front of the restaurant were piled up.

Until I heard the pile snore.

Startled, I looked at what I had thought was a pile of rugs only to realize there was someone sleeping on the bench, completely obscured by a couple heavy blankets and a piece of luggage at one end.

I’m not sure how this person could sleep. The outside speakers at IHOP seemed to be at 11. Playing at the time was Iron Butterfly‘s In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, a 17-minute rocker.

I’m not judging anyone from IHOP or blaming them for the loud music. It’s an uncomfortable situation, and I feel for any employees who have to address this person’s presence. And clearly, for him or her, it’s not the ideal place to spend the night.

The least someone could do, though, is turn down the music.

PS. Eventually, someone saw me and got the milkshake for me. I delivered it and headed home.

Better drivers … men or women?

Posted in Odd with tags , , , on March 11, 2010 by macmystery

It’s not like it’s a new argument.

Freakonomics took a look at the topic on Wednesday. While the blog entry is interesting, the comments, of which there are quite a few, may be better.

Take a look here.

All hail the “Throwback”

Posted in Odd with tags , , , , , on January 28, 2010 by macmystery

Dew ... old school.

I’ll try and make this brief, because it’s ridiculous I’m writing about this … and even more ridiculous you’re reading it.***

In the spring of 2009 (May 31 to be exact) I published a blog post entitled Beware the Throwback. Pepsi had released it’s limited run of ‘Throwback” beverages, including Mountain Dew. While on a camping trip in Tennessee, I purchased a 12-pack.

Upon my first taste of the Throwback Dew, I determined something was amiss … and I wrote about it. The folks at Pepsi had re-introduced real sugar to Dew, but in the process they removed the orange juice, … a cost-cutting measure I would guess.

The result was what I thought to be a weak beverage. The kick was missing. So I wrote about it. The Throwback drinks ran their limited time in the stores and were gone.

Well, as several readers have told me, Pepsi has re-released the Throwback Pepsi and Mountain Dew. And this time, the OJ is back. I held off on writing this until I could actually find some (they’ve been out since Dec. 28) and try it. And it was near perfect. (I haven’t tried Pepsi since I’ve always disliked it, real sugar or not. I’m a Coke man.)

This time, according to Pepsi’s all-things-Throwback Web site, the limited run will last until Feb. 22.  Go get you some.

*** My original Beware the Throwback post has received 2,200-plus direct hits. In and of itself, that’s not a large number. But when you consider I average about two dozen blog hits a day, most from family and friends likely, 2,200 in eight months is a significant number of hits. Thanks for the business.

I triple-dog dare you

Posted in Humor, Odd with tags , , on December 9, 2009 by macmystery

This is ironic because, somehow, we managed to discuss this particular scene from the greatest Christmas movie ever — A Christmas Story — in Sunday school class this past weekend.

And now, once again this year, someone has put the tongue-to-flagpole theory to the test, only to find themselves stuck.

Read here.

The definition of stupidity

Posted in Humor, Odd on October 19, 2009 by macmystery

This was too good to pass up.

A man groped the nurse helping to deliver his baby. He was arrested and missed the birth altogether.

Story here.