Obligatory “still alive” post
Yes I am still alive, although at the moment it doesn’t feel like it. I am fighting multiple problems at the moment. A nasty cold is bringing me down and add to that the fact that my Chrones is acting up and you can see why I am not on much. Yes I am feeling miserable, no I am not letting it stop me from spending time with my family. I wish I didn’t have to go to work today, I could really use another day of rest.
Hopefully within the next few days I will start getting better and then I can post something good. I have a few photos to share and some amusing(to me at least) stories to share.
Hope everyone had a safe 4th of July, see ya.
Is this some kind of joke?
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I was pretty sure someone said it was spring? Why is it cold outside? I am NOT amused!
Dear Ronald
Dear Ronald,
I went to one of your dining establishments this morning. I was in the mood for some sausage gravy. So much so that I got up early and ventured out in the cold rain to vanquish this desire. Rather than go to one of the local truck-stops, where I am almost guaranteed a nice order of gravy, I chose your place of business.
I got out of my truck, the drive thru was extremely busy, and went inside to order my breakfast. There was no line inside, as everyone seemed to want to use your drive-up convenience, ordered my meal and went back to my vehicle. I drove home immediately and unwrapped my “sausage” gravy and biscuit, as I poured out the gravy from the Styrofoam container I was dismayed to make a horrid discovery.
Apparently, in order to make “sausage” gravy, you are only required to make sure it has at least 4 tiny pieces of sausage. Four, 4, FOUR! What the heck! I understand that the price of pork is up and the white gravy mix is cheap, but I really expected more from you. I would expect at least the equivalent of one sausage patty to be in my gravy. What I found was closer to what you scrape off the grill after you cook them. Needless to say, I was quite disappointed and more than a little angry.
I would love to say that I will never eat at your restaurants again, but that is a promise I can not keep. You are still a convenient way to feed my kids when no one wants to cook, or when we want to grab a bite to eat on the way to where ever we may be going. What I can say, without fear of being wrong, is that I will never order your “sausage” gravy and biscuit again. The next time that craving hits me I will either go to Hardee’s or a truck stop!
Sincerely,
Jeff A.
(Update- this was also forwarded to their corporate offices!)
Anybody get the license plate number of that truck?
I had to work Saturday, I hate working Saturdays. I have to do it next Saturday too. It’s putting a damper on my otherwise chipper mood(I’m not really chipper, ever). I took a vacation day Monday so I could spend some time with my family and so my wife and I could go Christmas shopping. We got a lot more accomplished that I thought we would and had a pretty good time doing it. That would not normally be surprising if not for the fact that I have a nasty cold that has been dragging me down since Friday. I refused to let it ruin my day.
Through all the shopping and general merriment I did also manage to get myself a new CD. I hadn’t heard anything about it but found it on the rack at the local K-Mart, so I picked it up. I will tell you more about it, including my thoughts on it, tomorrow!
I was hoping it was dandruff!
Outside this afternoon, braving the very cool very strong wind. I saw something flash before my eyes. Then another and another, I wasn’t sure what it was. There was only one way to tell for sure in that wind.
Jumped in my truck and stared at the windshield for what seemed like an interminable amount of time, but was really only a minute or two. There it was, plopping on my windshield, dancing for a moment then disappearing just as quickly.
A SNOW FLAKE.
It is not time for that. I am not ready, I am not willing, and I am certainly not able to deal with snow yet. I am now considering moving to Florida, maybe even further south, I want warmth, I want no snow.
Man, I am so not ready!





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