| April 15, 2006 - Ye Olde Watering Hole is no more |
| Dear Friends, today I went to have breakfast with a friend of mine in a little diner. The food there is good and they make good coffee, but it only takes a small amount of coffee before I have to go to the john. Well, anyhoo, I went to the john and as I was sitting there, I noticed that the instructions for the diaper changing station were in braille! There were no other words on it except for "Koala Baby Changing Station". I tried to picture to myself someone holding a baby while trying to read the braille instructions. Then imagine them lowering the changing station and actually changing the baby. I went back to my table and told my friend about it and she said, "I wonder if there's a changing table in the women's room and if the braille instructions are different in there." I have to admit, I was curious as to what the braille said and was quite tempted to do a paper rubbing of it and then trying to look it all up on-line. When blind people change baby diapers, do they ever accidentally put their hands in the poop? And how do they know that they've actually got the baby fully clean? For that matter, how do they know when they themselves are clean when they wipe their butts? I don't mean to be offensive, but it's just something to ponder. So I have other news as well. Ye Olde Watering Hole is no more! Can you believe it? The handwriting was on the wall for some time, because they were keeping somewhat erratic hours. I went there one Tuesday after work and found the door locked, so I had to go to a different restaurant for a beer. While I was there, one of the Ye Olde Watering Hole regulars came in and told me that the place had been shutting down on different days and then opening on others. Well, the final blow eventually came. Apparently, the landlord told Brad that he was tired of waiting for all the overdue rent money and that Brad had 3 hours to grab whatever he could and leave. The landlord had someone right there at the moment to change all the locks. Well, Brad apparently didn't bother to tell some of the staff, because the next day the cook showed up to start making lunch! Actually, I had often heard from the staff that Brad sometimes couldn't pay them and that they would have to wait for several weeks to get their paychecks. And, of course, you'll remember that I've told you that the place was forever running out of that King of Beers, Budweiser. So I guess it's the end of an era, but to be truthful, I don't really miss the place that much. It had really become unpredictable and decrepit; sometimes they didn't even have papertowels in the restroom. So RIP Ye Olde Watering Hole. Before I leave you, my dears, birthday time is coming once again. On the 24th, I'll be 29 and some months yet again. Birthday greetings may be sent to [email protected] or to my guestbook on my homepage. Toodles. Next entry Previous entry Go to diary entries Go back home |