More of story, than a thought, but quite possibly one of the funniest interactions I've witnessed in my life. Decide I'm hungry on the way in to the office, closest thing is Mickey D's...pull in, drive thru is crazy, so I make one of the better decisions in my life and walk inside. I place my order, then join the 3 other guys that weren't going to wait in the drive thru. Two of the guys, I'll call old guy 1 and old guy 2. I have no idea how old, but they're rather decrepit, and you assume they require supervision. They're both masked up. This McDonald's doesn't allow dine in, but has a 'pick up/take out station'. A drink is dropped off. Old guy 1 and old guy 2 walk over to the station. Old guy 1 gets there first...touches the drink and says 'that's not my drink'. The drink dropper offer says 'no, that's his drink', pointing to old guy 2. As noted, old guy 2 is decrepit, hunched, barely moving...but the second that the drink dropper offer pointed at him, old guy 2 does full awn Ray Lewis pregame dance with arms spread wide, body completely straightens, head thrown back...and old guy 2 looks to the heavens and just screams 'WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY', like he's just found his wife's dead body from a senseless act of violence. Then looks at the drink dropper offer, while snatching his drink, points at her and says 'if I get the coronavirus, I'm suing you and McDonald's'. Not sure what's funnier there, the fact that he said 'the' coronavirus like he's from 'the' ohio state university, or that he said 'coronavirus' in it's entirety (as if we're not all on the same page if he were to say covid or the virus or even 'rona), or that a native of Rockwell, NC thinks they have the legal team powerful enough to take on the golden arches. Then I was blessed with another little gem from that visit, as old guy 2 shuffles off to the parking lot...Old Guy 1 bellows 'you survived the depression and a world war, F***ing act like it'. It pretty much ended there, but the amount of big dick energy and the level of didn't give a f*** had me moistening my manties. All the while me and the other dude are wondering if we just witnessed some kind of televangelist miracle, and hoping the geriatric on geriatric hate crime doesn't turn to us because we're not even wearing masks. Probably one of those 'had to be there' scenarios to grasp the full depth, but I felt there was so much depth and so many layers of comedy in that 30 seconds of my life, I'd be remiss not to share, because I'm not sure I'll ever get that feeling again.
decided the bar cabin reno is what we will be doing. Straight up F the guy that glued down this shitty parquet floor to the concrete. Wood is gone now how the hell to get up the adhesive?