I know some of yall think I have an over active and out of control imagination. But this really happened this morning. I stopped in at the local Dunkin Donuts for a quick breakfast sandwich and a cup of coffee on my way to a couple of appointments. Three of the young ladies working behind the counter made me look like Ray Miland in The Thin Man. Two of them (see Thin Man) had Buick Red highlights or splotches in their hair. One of those two was the cook. She was wearing hip hugger jeans that were too tight and from the back, she looked like a plumber. She was also wearing a shirt that was gaping open and too short and was not tucked into her jeans. I could see her mid-drift and hangy-down belly. As she stepped up to the sanitary stainless steel work table, the hangy-down plopped itself down on the table. I will give her this, she was also wearing plastic surgical type gloves so her hands could not actually touch the food. HOWEVER, with her gloves still on, she reached under her shirt and scratched the hangy-down and then proceeded to pull a muffin out of the toaster and make somebodys breakfast. I took my purchase, got in my truck and drove away in a trance. About two blocks later, I realized I couldnt eat what she fixed as her image was etched into my mind like burnt toast. It haunted me all day. The good news is, I really dont need to be buying anything at Dunkin Donuts anyway and Krispy Kreme just opened down the street.
Posted on: Fri, 03 Oct 2014 01:23:22 +0000
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