So after much contemplation, consternation and consideration, I finally flipped a coin, and decided to graciously accept that free 10 oz sirloin steak lunch that the Texas Roadhouse had on offer for Veterans Day. Evidently, so did every vet in Alachua County. The problem was, since its a federal holiday, today was also the day that the contractor chose to show up with his crew of illegals to re-blacktop the Texas Roadhouses parking lot without fear of being interupted by Immigration. So Im stuck in a single lane entrance that has the right turn into the parking lot blocked with orange cones, and a VERY blonde woman in a car in front of me. She had three choices: go forward, turn left, or take a nap. Owing to her lack of a Y chromosome (Shut up, Jacky!) she seemed to have opted for the latter option. It was at that point that I noticed the Bad Wolf window decal, so I did what any Whovian would do: I leaned out the window and yelled Oi, Lady! Why dont you get your damned Tardis the Hell out the way! Evidently she had no idea what her own decal meant, and thought Tardis sounded a little too much like Lard Ass, and out of the Volvo comes a 6ft+ woman who bore a striking resemblance to one of my former Gunny Seargents (except he didnt have as much facial hair). So there I am in the middle of a traffic jam explaining Time And Relative Dimension In Space to an Amazon Warrior intent on mayhem upon my person. The short version is, I ended up buying her two frozen Margaritas that cost me more than that free steak would have. I hope she gets zapped by a Dalek...
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 20:49:58 +0000
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