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I do so love being evil!
Mar. 9th, 2019 09:49 pmWell, chaotic silly would more properly be my alignment.
My wife and I decide to have dinner in Alamo after taking the dogs down for a run behind the movie theater (largely unbuilt housing development, so almost no traffic), they have been absolutely bonkers this afternoon and the weather is going to be pretty bad for the next few days. We decide on the local Italian place: we tried to go there for Valentine's Day but they were packed. Well, once again, they were packed. We ended up at Applebee's, and they were pretty busy. Lots of open tables, but I think they were under-staffed.
I went to the bathroom while Russet put in our booking for two, and after I came out the manager recognized us. We'd spent some time talking astronomy and photography with him on a slow night, so he remembered us collectively but not individually. He said the slowdown was because of large groups, he was able to cycle small groups through pretty quick. While I was walking back through the restaurant to the entrance, I walked through the bar and saw a very young couple, the guy in a tux and the woman in formal wear.
Then we twigged to it: high school prom. Completely explains the Italian place being slammed.
We're seated back in the corner by the restrooms, and as we're eating, I can't help but see people going in and out of the bathroom. This black kid comes out and he is absolutely rocking his tux. It is incredible. He completely defies the convention of a solid color, and I can't do it justice in describing it but it's a perfect fit and he could have walked right out and performed with The Platters or any top-rated do wop group, he just looked perfect. We finished our meal, and as we get out of our booth to pay, I see he's sitting in the bar with three others just 10' away. I tell Russet I have to go over and compliment him on his tux. She tells me to be sure to compliment the girls. I mentally facepalm myself as I hadn't thought about that.
I go over, touch his arm and say "Excuse me. I just wanted to say that you are absolutely rocking that tux. It is perfect, you are killing it." He smiled and said thank you. I continued "And you ladies, those dresses are excellent." And they were. I turned to the other guy and said "And sorry, dude, you could have done better." And the girls exploded in laughter and everybody was smiling and laughing.
His tux was perfectly acceptable but nothing compared to the kid next to him.
Ah, the joys of chaotic silly!
My wife and I decide to have dinner in Alamo after taking the dogs down for a run behind the movie theater (largely unbuilt housing development, so almost no traffic), they have been absolutely bonkers this afternoon and the weather is going to be pretty bad for the next few days. We decide on the local Italian place: we tried to go there for Valentine's Day but they were packed. Well, once again, they were packed. We ended up at Applebee's, and they were pretty busy. Lots of open tables, but I think they were under-staffed.
I went to the bathroom while Russet put in our booking for two, and after I came out the manager recognized us. We'd spent some time talking astronomy and photography with him on a slow night, so he remembered us collectively but not individually. He said the slowdown was because of large groups, he was able to cycle small groups through pretty quick. While I was walking back through the restaurant to the entrance, I walked through the bar and saw a very young couple, the guy in a tux and the woman in formal wear.
Then we twigged to it: high school prom. Completely explains the Italian place being slammed.
We're seated back in the corner by the restrooms, and as we're eating, I can't help but see people going in and out of the bathroom. This black kid comes out and he is absolutely rocking his tux. It is incredible. He completely defies the convention of a solid color, and I can't do it justice in describing it but it's a perfect fit and he could have walked right out and performed with The Platters or any top-rated do wop group, he just looked perfect. We finished our meal, and as we get out of our booth to pay, I see he's sitting in the bar with three others just 10' away. I tell Russet I have to go over and compliment him on his tux. She tells me to be sure to compliment the girls. I mentally facepalm myself as I hadn't thought about that.
I go over, touch his arm and say "Excuse me. I just wanted to say that you are absolutely rocking that tux. It is perfect, you are killing it." He smiled and said thank you. I continued "And you ladies, those dresses are excellent." And they were. I turned to the other guy and said "And sorry, dude, you could have done better." And the girls exploded in laughter and everybody was smiling and laughing.
His tux was perfectly acceptable but nothing compared to the kid next to him.
Ah, the joys of chaotic silly!
