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So I had an interesting experience last night. We went out to dinner at this "nice" restaurant over on RAF Mildenhall. I will explain why I put nice in quotations later. Some of the wonderful staff memebers from the school offered to buy us steaks...because it was 2 for 1 steak night. That sounded better than top ramen, so I was in. On the ride there, I sat next to a friend of a teacher at the middle school. His name was Wade. Now let me tell you a little bit about Wade (because I know his life story). He got great grades in high school, until he met the pot and the women, except for in English...when right before his last exam, he stole the answers and got his first "A" in English! Ofc ourse in his PE class his senior year his teacher told him "Man I could have put you through college had I seen you run earlier." He grew up in Philadelphia, "Man those eagles almost did it, didn't they. If it weren't for those cardinals. Well at least the Phillies won the World series, thats all that matter right?" You see Wade used to go to every Phillies game as a child. if he wasn't there, he was listening to it. He only was allowed to play 2 sports, baseball and gymnastics. The rest of the time he was working a full time job, because his family was so poor.
He was born in London, but has a thick Philly accent. This one time when he was waiting tables in Daytona beach, a man at one of his tables must have been from CIA linguistics because Wade said one sentence and he could pinpoint the neighborhood that Wade was from. Wild stuff! Now he mostly does odd jobs. He frames things. Doesn't charge too much, just what is fair for good work. He also writes caligraphy. He is big on poetry and religion, and often the two mix. He has had many people tell him "man why aren't you published?" He says "You don't open a bottle of fine wine before it is aged just right" or something to that effect. He has been compared to Helen Steiner Rice on more than one occasion.
That is how this man really talks! He jumps from one subject to the next, you can't get a word in edge-wise, before he on another subject, or reciting a poem, or ridiculous cliche. Anyways, that was just the ride there. Man, he was a talker!
So we get there and one of my fellow student teachers has to take her hat off...after all it is a "nice restaurant" right? So we sit down...and there isn't enough place settings for everyone. No big deal. The waitress comes and asks "What do you want?" (In a British accent) Well I'm sorry lady, but in the 2 minutes that we have been here, the 1 menu for the 5 of us has not made its way around the table...sorry. I ask for a drinks menu or a wine list...because it is a nice restaurant right? "We dont have one of those" Okay...Ill take the house Cab Sav (Blank look by waitress)...Cabernet Sauvengnon please. "Oh, ok."
We order the steaks because it is 2 for 1 steak night. "What type of sides do ya want?" Well I would like to know what the sides are first please. "Baked potato, garlic mashed potatoes, 2 types of gravy, french fries, pasta with white or red sauce, vegetables." (got enough potatoes in your sides?) I'd like the pasta with white sauce and the garlic mashed potatoes, do you think they would be fine without gravy and just a little salt? I say. "There is salt right there on your table" I know miss, I was asking you...as a person...a human being, with thoughts and feelings, if you thought they would be okay without gravy and just a little salt!?! "No, it is too garlic-y for me" JEEZ lady! Are you getting paid to work here! Finally our food arrives...dispersed throughout 10 minutes, and waddayaknow, the extra place setting still has not arrived.
I am not one of those people. I never complain about service. I never send food back. I ask for a mildly pleasant waiter, clean food, and time with my fellow diner's. Thats not too much right? I think it is ridiculous that a fellow student teacher had to take her had off to eat in this friggin place. what a joke. by the way, the steak was undercooked and had more fat then meat on it...take that!
I remember one particularly bad dining experience at an airport with my parents and brother. I must have been 10 years old. Somehow the bitch of a waitress started raising her voice, which gave my mom full rights to flip her bitch switch and raise hers back. Regardless to say, I have never been so scared to eat food in my life. It was the first and only time that I have seen my parents (who normally tip very well) tip poorly. We left 1 cent on the table for the lady. Way to go mom! Great memory! haha.
ANyways, Wade was a good guy, even though he talked waaaayyy too much. I could tell he had a good heart, and was enjoying talking to all of us young student teachers. I talked to him on the ride back, until he had nothing left to say. I listened to his poetry. I looked him in the eye. And now I can say that I appreciate him. I appreciate him as a person. He is a kind, warm, outgoing individual that has been through a lot of bad stuff in his life, and now has an incredibly positive outlook on life. If I become a person like Wade, when all is said and done, life wouldn't be so bad. Thanks for the talk Wade!
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Hope you are well, and meeting all of the "Wade's" of the world out there. Keep on traveling folks!
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