"MR subscribers. Look at page 92 in August 2008 issue just out. See the cartoon? Remind you of anybody in the diner? Actually, the person here has an alternative. "
Nice Garry, LOL
JimRCGMO 
Lee … I’m glad you like the cartoon.[swg]
RT … Do you think Jim CG will figure out that clue? [;)]
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Not a chance maybe I need to give him this one too lol
Talk about your bad days. My parents and I went to a local restaurant for breakfast this morning. As we sat at our table (we get the same one every time) we were discussing our upcoming schedules when several older couples (50’s to late 60’s), dressed like they were coming from or going to church, came in. Two of the couples headed for the counter to place their orders while the man of couple #3 went to set a couple of tables together. His wife (who shall be known as woman #3) heads toward the counter then when she’s almost there she turns and hollers across the room to him, asking what he wants for breakfast. Meanwhile we continue our quiet discussion. She’s standing very near to us and when she can’t quite make out what her husband said she looked down at us and said ‘You people shut up! I can’t hear my husband!’ to which my mother quietly and politely tells her to go talk to him instead of yelling across the room. The woman replied by saying ‘I didn’t ask you for advice, now shut up (insert favorite explitive)!’. At this point one of the other women got involved, coming to her friends aid and started lambasting my parents, and myself, with some of the filthiest language I’ve ever heard come out of a woman’s mouth, and believe me, I’ve heard some doozies. She even had the audacity to make remarks about my father’s racial preferences, being that my mother is Native American (Cherokee). It really irks me when somebody refers to me as a ‘halfbreed’, especially when it’s someone who doesn’t know what they’re talking about, but when they start insulting my parents I get really PO’d. The more I asked her to stop the more she kept on and the louder and filthier she got. As you can imagine it wasn’t long before management got involved. Woman #3 immediately laid the blame for the whole thing squarely on my parents and myself, referring to me as a no-good half breed who probably never made it past fifth grade and how we shouldn&
Jeffrey sorry you had such a day but on the other hand you have to look at there lack of education and manners to even talk like that. I’ve been in a food service a long time and a lot of times like that there looking for a free meal so I’m glad to hear they got the boot and you all got the meal.
Tall glass of cool water, please & thanks!
***Jeffrey, that kind of thing really irks me. Have run into a few such mental midgets in the past and they are challenging to deal with. You can’t kill them and as enjoyable as it might be, the consequences just wouldn’t be worth it.[:-,] Sorry you and your folks had to deal with such garbage. Do enjoy your next free meal there. Good to hear management did the right thing.[tup]
Wife bushhogged for a few hours this evening for a mental break. She got quite a bit done. Then we needed to bring in our mini cows, as one of them was flirting with the full size bull across the creek and our little bull was starting to tick him off. Best to keep our cows in the barnyard for a spell. Been exhausted all day so did not get much done really. Perhaps the antibiotics are making me extra tired. Only a couple more days before the tooth extraction. Oh Joy![xx(]
Have a good night all.
[C):-)] Rob
Holy Smokes! That’s terrible, Jeff. Those people shoulda been kicjked outta that resturant. That’s terrible. She’s the one making the noise, she should shut uop and go back over there. Those women were in their 50s and 60s!? LOL, that’s crazy. Makes a bad image for southrern folks everywhere.
Evening, and barley pop please Cleo.
Got back from J birds burthen day party a bit ago. Take a look a Clydes car, it don’t look to bad, even with the black tire marks on the hood. With a little work it’ll be ready for the next derby.
GARRY,
I went to email ya, but there’s no address in your profile. I think mine works from here, but I’ll post it anyway, djmmlm@yahoo.com I think it still works. Fri or Sat would probably work for a visit.
If I remember right demo derbies [crash course] started in Cal, on figure 8 tracks before coming east. There’s 2 types of derbies here, fair ground, where the track has 2-3"of mud, [to keep the speed down] and restrictions on what you can do to a car. Then there’s the outlaw, where most anything goes and full caged, run on a track just wet enough to keep the dust down. The problem with last nights was fair ground cars on an outlaw track. Luckily our boys, and most others run cages or something close it. All that’s required is a 2" welded between the B posts for fairs.
Then there’s combine derbies, and the newest I’ve heard about is riding mowers.
JEFF,
If that had been younger folk in wouldn’t have surprised me, but people that old it does. I feel sorry for your folk’s n you and all the others there for having to put with it. Hope ya’ll enjoy your next meal.
Time fur bed, hope ya has a gooden, night all
You folks do know that there’s a marathon of that old show “Family Matters” running on Nick at nite tonight, right?
Nope. Watching in Plain Sight. Hordes the remote
OK … I just sent an email. See how it works.
Jeff … Sorry to hear about the nasty people. I do not understand behaviour like that. I’m glad they don’t know the way to Elliot’s Trackside Diner.
Jeff–
Hate to say it, but I can believe what happened to you–some folks reach a certain age and don’t realize–or care–that their brains stopped growing decades ago. I’m really glad that management got involved and got those idiots out of the restaurant. Hopefully they climbed back on that potato truck they fell off of in the first place.
Glad you got your next breakfast free in the place. And it’s nice to know that the management there is familiar enough with you and your parents that they realized that it was the Trolls causing the ruckus, not you and yours. But it’s too bad it had to happen in the first place.
I was in a restaurant some time ago and one of the other patrons noticed my Franciscan cross–I wear it everywhere–. She asked me if I was one of “Them Mackeral-Snappers.” I furrowed my brow and asked her what she meant. “You know, one of those ‘Popers.’” I played innocent while everyone was staring at her and watching her dig her hole. Finally, as everyone was staring at us, I said quietly, “You mean a Catholic?” “Yah, one of ‘them.’” I smiled and said, “Yes, and probably so are about seventy percent of everyone else in here. I’d say you’re outnumbered, ma’am.” She blinked, turned and left. I got a lot of grins.
So they’re out there, stupid as all get-out and not realizing the difference, sigh.
Tom
Jeff: I gots one of them stories too. Mine involves a moving Ford Expidition though, They didn’t want to stop for the guy in front who was trying to turn left across two lanes. Instead of witing, or waiting for an opening, in the process of me scanning my mirors, I look back and there’s a wall of red ford in front of me. Brakes, Horn, and then the girl in front has the gall to flip me off while her boyfried risks a chain-reaction crash on a hill. I think she was a classmate, never got a good look of him. Fortunately we made it out in tact.
Just stopping by to mark where I left off for the night. I’ll have to respond to all the posts tomorrow morning if it’s not too busy at work. Last night after I posted here, I got a call from Dana (co-leader for the small group), and she didn’t sound too great. She said she had some kind of upper respiratory/congestion thing, and that they’d given her a couple of shots in the hip (I was thinking that might’ve been bicillin - double dose of peniciliin, like we got in boot camp when I went into the Navy) and an antibiotic to take and supposed to go back on Monday to find out what she has.
So I didn’t have my lesson notes all done, and had to finish up those this a.m., go get a Get-Well card for her to take and have the group sign), and meet my men’s mentoring group (called a ‘Twelve’) for breakfast at 7 a.m. [whew!] I was ready to go to worship to rest & refresh…
Didn’t get the DR table cleared off, but got it somewhat organized and moved mags and books off of it, at least. Maybe tomorrow night after MRR club I can get to the rest of the clearing off.
Blessings and I’m going to catch some [zzz], myself!
Jim in Cape Girardeau
P.S. Oh, yeah, no particular rain, and it only got to 79 F or so today (go figure!)
Good Morning from Tipton IN ! [:D]
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Good morning all,
Jeff, I’m speechless. Those weren’t tourists from the yacht club were they?
Rob, good luck with the DDS; I’m heading in this morning for my 6 month exam.
I was ready to spit nails last night; the neighbor kids had friends over and they decided to play football in my front yard. Now this normally wouldn’t bother me but these kids have caused over $1700.00 in damages over the past 5 years to my house and I’ve had enough. Last year I called the police and all has been well up until last night. I think it’s time to have another chat with their father.
Lee
PS: the thing on the front of my steam locomotives formally called a cow catcher has been re-named a cat catcher. I guess if Dorothy’s cats want to walk down the rails during an operating session they need to brush up on their safety rules as it applies to east-west mainlines.
Good morning…
Lee… sorry to learn your neighbors are such a problem. best wishes with that matter. BTW, I think you are the only one to look at the cartoon I mentioned yesterday. Others are missing out on the humor. It may pertain to one or two individuals in the Diner… shhh…I’m laughing about it.
Happy Model railroading!
Good Morning all…Its sunny and cool here this moning with temps in mid 50’s…I’ll have a sasage sandwitch and coffee please…Thank You…
Jeff Sorry for your Families bad experience there is just no excuse for that kind of thing makes my blood boil…
Mike hope you and Deb have a good trip…
Sallie picked our first Tomatoes yesterday
You all have a good one…Jerry
Good Morning, Zoe, I’ll have couple of eggs, frambled with cheese, some bacon, toast and blackberry jam, glass of Ed’s OJ and cup of coffee, please. Sure am glad this virtual food doesn’t put on the weight like my food at home does!
Jeff, they talk about some people having more money than sense, but I’m not sure if those rude folks had either one! [tdn] Glad management was able to step in and toss 'em out, plus your family getting a free breakfast sort of makes up for putting up with them (maybe…). They’re probably rude in any place they stop to eat, I’d guess.
Tom, that was a good response to your rude person. Kept your cool every bit as well as Jeff and his folks did.
RT, I had actually got your email before I saw your ‘hint’ here in the Diner. [;)] And replied. After looking at comment on eBay, I may go with Priority Mail. The seller on one item said that USPS is now considering magazines (because they have ads in them, even 30, 40, 50 year old ads) as not just media, so if they catch wind of the contents, it has to go Parcel Post or Priority Mail.
Inch, email me also about when it looks like you’ll be down near Chuck’s. If I can, I will meet you and Garry (and anyone else) there.
Lee, hopefully the neighbor kids’ dad will also realize the (negative) influence that the visiting kids may be having on his own, and discourage them from coming to his house. Let 'em mess up their home’s area ins