Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Friday Night Follies

By the time I arrived home on Friday, Mrs. A had already delivered the Youngest Aardvark Child back to the school. I'm not really sure what the purpose is of making the band get there an hour and a half before gametime, but at least it keeps them off the streets. (Well, except for the drumline...those kids could be ANYwhere)

Anyway, we decided that since the time was short, it would be a good idea to go grab something to eat instead of trying to fix dinner at home. Okay by me. We chose one of the fine dining establishments close to the house - Griff's Burgers.

Griff's is one of those old-fashioned hamburger joints that has still managed to hang on. They make a decent burger, (duh!) but it's the kind of place where you don't want to know too much about the whole cooking and assembly process, lest you are forced to take them off the short list of "acceptable" eating establishments.

The place is never dirty, but it's not exactly what you'd call "clean" either. I'm always wondering what the orange formica is hiding. Anyway, we order our two Giant Humongous Enormous Extra-Big Large Hamburgers, with cheese, and proceed to a booth, trying not to make eye contact with any of the other folks in the place. Being in a small town (which is completely surrounded by Fort Worth, so the whole small town thing seems odd, but is true nonetheless), there's just no telling who'll decide to come over and strike up a conversation. And since Griff's is sandwiched between (if you'll pardon the expression) a convenience store, liquor store and tattoo parlor on one side and a thrift shopping center on the other side, there is an endless variety of odd folks hanging about. (Which is probably what those folks are thinking about us, by the way)

Griff's, being a central part of the local scene has decorated the walls with back-to-school themed stuff, among them some homemade signs with letters of the alphabet and words or phrases that start with that letter. Naturally, the words or phrases also promote Griff's. From where I'm sitting, I can see the "G" and the "H" signs.

Good Food
Hardy Helpings

Well, that's about what you should expect, I guess. Hopefully, not too many children will adjust their spelling of hearty because they saw it on the wall at Griff's.

Also, from where I'm sitting, I can see one of the employees on break, sitting at a table eating her dinner. After a few minutes, she gets up and throws her trash away and walks out the side door. A couple of minutes later, she comes back in with two one-liter bottles of A&W Root Beer and a half-dozen or so scratch-off Lotto tickets. She sits back down and begins scratching off the tickets. Finishing one, she places it to the side and starts on the next. She repeats the process until all of the tickets are in a pile. Since they're all in one pile, I assume they're either all winners or all losers. A trip to the trash can confirms my suspicion regarding her luck. I can only wonder whether she has just spent everything she was going to make that day on Lotto tickets and soda pop. Probably close to it. Her break evidently not over, she returns to her table and just sits.

To be continued...

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