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February 19th, 2008

[Public] Lunch!

So, my daughter is a vegetarian. Nothing wrong with that as long as she is eating nutritiously...Being the sensible human being she is, she usually does. (must get that from her mother! *grins*)

Excuse me for a moment, flickr uploader is trying to get my attention. Rather than torturing myself and the broadband connection (not!) here, I’ll forgo any further uploads. At least until I get somewhere with real broadband. That said, I’ve got a few from lunch.

Here is The Offspring:

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This is one of three I took that she let me keep.

Then she must have felt obligated to keep snapping away at me until she got one she felt qualified as “Good” Being the attention ho I am I’m gonna post them all anyway. *grin*

The many moods of TexasT’s. At Lunch...On the occasion of his fiftieth *Am I really that old?* birthday Cue the fanfare!

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I..uh...actually I think a Wombat probably has better social skills.

I went to get my complimentary continental breakfast this morning. In the front of the hotel? Motel? Anyway...(I guess I should have known better)

I noticed this skinny blond sitting in the front room with one of those big old 17” laptops. She wasn’t what I would call spectacularly beautiful, not even very pretty. But nice if you like very skinny blond types...Not really my type, if I were working specifically from a body type. Which I don’t. She was in the corner. Alone.

Any way from my room the WiFi connection is spectacularly S-l-o-w. Almost like dial up. So after I finished eating and had cleaned up my mess, I stuck my head in the door and said in my most polite and good morningly voice, “excuse me, Are you having trouble with the WiFi connection in your room? It is so slow in mine that it might as well be dial-up!”

She looked up, frowned (Warning T’s!) and said, “I haven’t really tried. It must be the location.” *As if I didn’t know that*

“Well I’m right up front here and-”

She said something in a low voice that I didn’t quite catch, “excuse me?” I inquired.

Her expression and tone said it all. I still didn’t quite catch all she said, but the tail end was, “...and I would appreciate it if you would leave me alone...”

My blood ran cold...And my tone and expression said it all, too...”Well excuse me. I’m sorry to have bothered you, ma’am. I hope you have a better day, than your morning seems to be going.” With that I turned and walked away, and out the front door to have a smoke and cool off. Saw her eyebrows shoot up out of the corner of my eye as I rounded he corner.

Why do people have to be that way? I wasn’t trying to pick her up or anything like that. As I said, she wasn’t my type. Did she have to try and make me as pissed off as she seemed to be? Whatever...Just needed to get that off my chest.

I am pretty sure a Wombat has better social skills...

The Man, The Myth, The Legend is Home

Hey don’t blame me puffdoggydaddy coined the term!

You know that wench from early this morning was still sitting in the same spot when I left at NOON?

Bet her ass is sore...

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