I’m a nice guy and nowhere as grumpy as I paint myself.
Ask any of my wife’s girlfriends.
Don’t ask the wife.
I’m also old-fashioned and that’s a good thing.
I hold doors for people, say please and thank you and do what I say I will.
They closed up years ago and that was the last time I was in one of those places.
Until last Saturday.
The wife and I were still living on Hawaii time when the rest of the world was 3 hours ahead of us.
The slots were not in a giving mood and we were hungry.
Well, there was a TGI Friday in the hotel so we dropped in.
Since it had been years, and we were hungry, that’s where we went.
I ordered this yummy looking soup and sandwich thingy off the menu.
I was feeling happy.
The lady sever-person says, “Sorry, that’s only available Monday through Friday”.
Remember this was Saturday.
“I’m sorry, Monday through Friday only”.
She points to the small print on the menu.
I point to the sign “In here, it’s always Friday.”
The lady won’t bend.
The sign lied.
What’s a person to do?
Telling her TGI Fridays is a liar is not a good way to start off anyone’s day.
Being a polite person I picked something else.
I ate my second choice and then went out and beat on a slot machine until it coughed up $300.
I may have found the secret to getting those slot machines to pay off.