My niece and I have a little tradition where we go out to lunch almost every Sunday after church. Sometimes we go 'fancy', sometimes we go 'new' and sometimes we just go to Taco Bell.
We haven't been to Taco Bell in a very long time, but today she wanted the cheesy, creamy fiesta potatoes and a Crunchy Wrap Supreme. I usually stick with the traditional Tostada (with hot sauce, of course).
Anywho~
As we sit down to eat, a couple of older ladies sat at the table next to us and one of them starts talking about her upcoming medical procedure in detail....REALLY! This conversation couldn't wait until later? (Guess not!)
Then as I was getting up to get an iced tea refill, a shaggy haired, skinny pant wearing teenager (little heathen!) burps long and loud (I am so grossed out by burping people). I am sure EVERYONE heard him. The suprising part is that this 'hormone pile' actually has a girlfriend....REALLY! Rude, shaggy haired, skinny pants below his ass, and he STILL has a girlfriend...(teenage girls are STUPID!!!)
And then....
We parked in a 'choice' parking space right next to the Taco Bells entranced doors and with no other cars around - I thought it was a sign that we had made the right choice for lunch. That is until we tried to leave and the line for the 'drive thru' blocked our retreat. REALLY! So I backed up slowly giving the last car the clue that I wanted out and if he could move forward that would be delightful.....we'll, the idiot driver was in the drive-thru line and he was actually reading the newspaper and didn't see that he had plenty of room to move up and let me out......UGH!!! Lord, are you testing me?
All I have to say is that all those people in and out of that 'Twilight Zone' of a Taco Bell were lucky I had just gotten out of church and didn't want to commit a 'murder-death-kill' on the Lords day!!
2 comments:
WOW ! You had to go through that at a public restraunt.
I GET THAT AT EVERY ONE OF MY FAMILY GATHERINGS. Let me tell you mexicans elaborate whenever they get medical procedures. Some how between gatherings someone seems to be lucky enough to get 1 so they can share at the next birthday party.
I had to have a HEART TO HEART with my mom about that because she was the culprit on a few of those stories.
Welcome to the real world! Sometimes I wonder if it because I am getting older and notice all this weirdness. I suspect that when we were younger people were just as rude, but we didn't care so much.
As for the elaborated "health" (rather lack of it) talk- the stories I could tell you about my grandfather's bowels would really gross you out!!
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