For the longest time I've been hovering just below the 1,000
geocaches found mark and last night I decided I couldn't stand it any
longer.
I was determined to find my 1,000 cache – that night – even if
it took me all night long to do it.
I needed 9 caches to hit 1,000 so I picked 9 easy grab-n-go type
caches, talked the Island King into being my wing man and off we
went.
I hit 1,000 at a cache named Down on the Corner, Out in the
Street, which is one of my favorite songs.
I love the sign the Island King made me - he gave himself big muscles.
We were happy and hungry so off we went to get something to eat.
We ended up at a local place that we both enjoy and sat down on
the patio, ready to celebrate my milestone. He went inside to get us
a drink and through the window I see him talking to a man at the bar.
He came back out a few minutes later and told me the man was
someone we'd done a shoot for several years ago.
A couple of minutes later, out he comes and asks if he can join
us. Absolutely. The more the merrier.
He'd obviously had several drinks before we got there and it
wasn't long before he was telling us about his life before he moved
here.
He was rich and powerful and God came and talked to him but he
didn't really listen. Things went South and he lost everything and
then God came to talk to him again.
This time he listened and has been on the right path ever since.
For three hours we talked about God.
He continued to drink and he was a preachin'. The Island King and
I never got much more than a word or two in edge wise but he was
fascinating to listen to and I agreed with most of his points so it
was an interesting experience.
As we he was talking, two cute, little blond girls walked past our
table, realized who he was and each gave him a big hug. They started
talking and he told us they were waitresses at Hooters. They had some
discussion about a tip and a drink he'd had earlier, while at
Hooters.
He offered to buy them a shake, “since neither one of them are
21” but they declined and headed inside.
Back to preaching. Not in a bad way but more of a testimony than a
sermon.
But then, mid sentence, he stopped talking, his mouth fell open
and his eyes almost popped out of his head.
He was looking at the redhead that had just walked onto the patio.
I have to say she was stunning. She was wearing a beautiful dress
that wasn't too revealing but definitely caught your eye and she
seemed a lot more classy than most girls her age ( 22? ) are today.
She sat down at the table next to us, then got up, walked past us
and then back to the empty table.
Our friend never quite recovered and as she came by the 2nd
time he introduced himself to her. She made a point of making sure he
got her name right, shook his hand and sat down at the table next to
us.
Alone.
The Island King asks if she used to work there, thinking she was
another girl we know. She said she used to but not anymore.
He said “Did you have long hair?” and she said no.
I noticed her hair was up in a bun but it didn't look big so I
assumed she had short hair.
Friend asks her where she works now and she tells him Victoria's
Secret. The Island King laughed and told her she was in the right
place and Friend is drooling and saying that he needs to shop there.
The Island King gets up and announces that he's going to the
restroom.
As he walks by her she says “Good luck.”
The jealous woman in me kicked in long enough to wonder what that
meant and then I dismissed it, thinking she was probably just waiting
on someone and Friend was making her nervous with his drooling.
A second later she gets up and goes into the restaurant.
As a jealous woman I'm not sure how I missed that.
Meanwhile, Friend is having a dilemma because he knows he
shouldn't be ogling girls but he is.
I jumped in with “Seriously, what would you have in common with
a girl that young?” (he's 65)
“What would you talk about?” “What kind of music would you
listen to in the car for Pete's Sake?”
I delivered my questions in rapid fire form because experience had
taught me it was hard to get in a word otherwise.
Well, that man jumped up out of his chair like a Mexican Jumping
Bean and started around the table towards me.
I'm wondering what is happening and at that moment the Island King
came flying out the door.
That seemed to freak Friend out even more and he took off running
around the table.
I'm sitting there wondering what in the world is happening and the
Island King says “We've got to go”
He has this look on his face and I could tell he was on the verge
of bolting.
I'm processing Friend doing this weird, around the table run and
the Island King wanting to leave Right Now when the bartender comes
out the door with a squash in his hand.
He'd made a pipe out of the squash and said it actually worked.
It was truly like being in the Twighlight Zone.
The Island King was moving like his head was on fire and his ass
was a catchin'.
He was grabbing stuff and dragging me out of my chair, Friend
can't say goodbye fast enough and the bartender is proudly blowing
air through his squash pipe.
All while the redhead stands just inside the door watching us.
As the Island King drug me off the patio, Friend went inside and
immediately sat down at the bar with the redhead.
I'm still asking what is going on so the Island King says, “She's
a professional and he's embarrassed that we were there when she
arrived.”
WHAT?
Then he tells me that when he went to the restroom she followed
him and was standing right outside the Men's room door when he came
out. With her hair down. Her long hair.
He said she looked him right in the eye and gave him an “ask for
my number” look which according to him is when he knew for sure she
was a hooker.
He then realized she was there to meet Friend and that's why
Friend was so freaked out. He'd just spent 3 hours preaching and
giving his testimony only to have a hooker arrive for an appointment.
I fell out and told the Island King about me questioning him about
the girl's age and how he'd jumped out of the chair like I lit a fire
cracker under him. Which caused the Island King to tell me that he
wondered what was happening when he came out and Friend was running
around the table.
He thought Friend was hitting on me and got freaked when he saw
him and that's why he started running.
He wasn't hitting on me but I'm sure seeing the Island King added
to his confusion which caused him to run even faster.
After we stopped laughing I wanted to know how my husband knows
all of this “hooker etiquette” and he spent some time telling me
about all of the hookers he carried over the years in his ambulance
and that he can just spot them.
Hmmm. We're going to have to talk about that a little more.
I'm still shocked that this entire thing unfolded in front of me
and I never noticed a thing.
Finding my 1,000 cache was cool but the dinner show was
spectacular!Labels: Done