When You Have No Choice But To Kick Back on a Friday Night, You Might As Well Enjoy The Moment That It Is

 

I didn't look away from my computer until 6 p.m.. Tunga texted, "I think we should order food from here...no here...what about here?" and I simply said, "I'm going to jump in the shower and let you know when I'm out." 

I perused the numerous suggestions he had, but was sort of grumpy and said, "What about the Sitting Duck?" We can walk there. We decided we'd just order take out. I was craving a good piece of fish. He gave me his selection and I went to their online menu, but his choice wasn't there. So I called and asked if it could be ordered by phone. The young lady said it could, but warned it'd be an hour before it'd be ready. That was okay. I found an hour project to work on.

When I arrived, there were people waiting outside so I knew it was busy. Actually, it was a madhouse. The owner said, "Oh my God. We've been caught with our pants down."

It wasn't that people were dining in, it was they couldn't keep up with the takeout orders. They are an in-person facility and the number of calls and online orders were overwhelming. They were happy about the numbers, but totally not staffed enough for that kind of volume. I told him, "I'm just glad you're in business."

Long story short, my order via the phone never made it to the kitchen. The owner sat me at the bar and had the bartender make me drinks. Dang. I hate it when that happens. He kept coming by and checking on me, bringing me a gift card for the next time I go there. I told him, "It's all good. You set me up with Old-Fashions, and I can watch y'all with your heads cut off all night if you keep making me drinks." The bartender was gracious, too. I left her a VERY generous tip.

Pick-up set for 7:15...but I didn't get home with dinner until 8:45. And I was buzzed. And my fish and chips were delicious. Chitunga and I talked abut the week, caught up on goals and hopes, then decided to watch a movie, since the night was sort of wonky already. It took us a while to settle on one, but we opted for Mulan, which is one of my favorite stories (first learned from Maxine Hong Kingston's Woman Warrior). 

I sat back, looked down at my feet (Saucony sent me new sneakers after I blogged about stitching on the other ones I bought - so yesterday was two wins...a sneaker replacement and a cocktail or two....all on others), and we started the movie. I was, however, falling asleep within 10 minutes and had to say to Chitunga, "I'm out. I can't do it. I need my pillow," and went to bed for a solid 10-hour sleep. 

I needed it. 

Dang, I think the country needs it. And now it's time to tackle a Saturday. Skies blue, suns out, but I have a game-plan (including U of L/Duke at 3:30). After a year without college basketball, I've been slow to jump back in. I can't take another year with it all shut down. It is worth it, however, to cheer against Duke. So, I'm on it.