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Reminds me of the time I was a Cook at Denny's...It was the only 24 hour joint in a nice melting pot of a college town, (Ashland, Oregon) theres EVERY single kind of person there, except the negative ones....there are mostly hippies....all sorts of college kids of every race. The only town in Oregon to have Tax on prepared food and what not around town, theres no styrofoam allowed, they freak if you dont have soy milk chilled and ready for them and their babies... self cleansing and the whole nin yards....
anyway now the scene is set....I see a HOT lil hippy waiting to pay, nice olice tanned skin, long decently kempt brunette hair, and the eyes...the eys pulled me in. I was never a person to operate the cash register, being that I wasnt the best people person verbaly, and the fact that i worked behind the line....but everyone was busy and i found it a great opportunity to go over and see what this cute chick had to offer as far as a Bj and a titty shake...
so i go over and ask her how her meal waswhile taking the money. As I took her funds she lifts her arms up to fix her hair up or something and it jumped out at me and damn near buffaloed me over.
needless to saythe conversation was cut short, and I was left dissappointed.
I just wasnt surprised....I knew where I was....
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