one sound bite explained – hibearnation

I would like to share one of the funnier freak-ass moments of the weekend.

It happened while four of us were eating at Pho Grand. Scott (kumazuki), William (shelbycub), a friend of Scott’s from St Louis and myself.

The place was in an old building, I am thinking a one time single family house, very similar to the construction and style of the neighborhoods of KCMO. The host gave us a buzzer, which looked remarkably like a drink coaster from the Jetsons. (Funny because when they went off, they made the same noise as the Jetsons’ doorbell…) The waiting area was upstairs, the restaurant and kitchen were downstairs… We could have gotten drinks while we waited by the queue was not that long, besides they only gave us one coaster and we didn’t want to leave water rings…

We took a table out from the rest. The space was nice, but under-utilized. Someone among us commented that they should put in a bar there for a full on lounge for waiting. I pointed out at this time that they clearly didn’t want us ordering drinks yet (Duh! because they only gave us one coaster!)

Now would be a good time to mention that I was in full leather. Leather pants, big Wesco engineer boots, leather uniform shirt and Sam Brown. And, yes, a big twisted bar of steel through my nose…

And the place was half full of couples with their 2.3 children…
(You just know hilarity is about to ensue…)

So, in what seemed like only a few minutes, a magic future coaster channelled the spirit of the Jetsons’ doorbell. I kid you not, as soon as that buzzer sounded, every buzzer up there before ours went off. All in a row. We all looked at each other.

Then the truth hit me. I had the perfect vision of the chaos running amok downstairs…

“O.M.G! Did you see that guy? Holy crap! Eat up! Dammit, eat up! Don’t order dessert! Don’t order dessert!!! Let’s go! Let’s go!” I could just see the mad scramble for the door, parents grabbing their small children, grandparents choking on their spring rolls (which were mighty tasty!) and everyone grabbing for their check as they choke down their vermicelli…

Good thing we only had one coaster. If we had ordered drinks, my friends would have spit them all over my leathers.

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