So I was down the street grabbing a bite to eat at Loco’s tonight. I was trying to beat the weather, because we’re having some sort of winter storm tonight with freezing rain and whatnot. Anyway, I’m sitting at the bar, drinking my sweet tea and eating my triple decker club sandwich when all of a sudden, BAM! A guy gets thrown through one of the windows by the main entrance. Glass is everywhere. Cops showed up, ambulance showed up. I guess a couple drunk jackasses got into it right outside and one of em pushed the other one right through the damn glass.
Just a nice omen to start the weekend.
#1 by the tipsy one on 1/29/2005 - 2:54 am
Seriously. New Year’s Night, 1992. The Waffle House on 41 at Barrett Pkway. in Kennesaw. Two guys get in a fight on the sidewalk just outside our booth. They go past our booth and one of the guys slams the other guys head through that thick plate glass. Glass rains down on the people in the booth behind us. I finish my pattie melt and leave. 1988. The Waffle House on Barrett Pkway and 575. Man and woman sitting at the bar. Jay and me sitting in a booth beside the jukebox listening to “Father Figure” by George Michael. Man and woman go to the register to pay, woman reaches in her purse for her wallet. Pulls out a .22 and shoots the man in his head. Jay, me, Scott the cook, and waitress break landspeed record to the parking lot of the dollar theater on top of the hill. 2004. Waffle House. Roswell Rd. 30342 zip. I walk in to pick up a plate of a ham and cheese omelet, toast, side of bacon and to go sweet tea. Man at the bar drinking coffee. While I pay, man proceeds to urinate on himself and sits in it until a waitress notices puddle under his stool. 2003. Same Roswell Rd. Waffle House. Man blocks door from patrons. Tyrone, C-shift grill master approaches man. Requests for man to leave. Man doesn’t. Tyrone levels him with a vicious hook to the throat and right forearm to left temple. You need to get out more dude.
#2 by chris on 1/29/2005 - 11:42 am
Funny, they are opening a waffle house right next door to my office. Will I be the first to get shot in the head or have my head smashed through a window, or get hit in the head by a cook, or have my car burst into flames in the parking lot? Only time will tell.