Sunday, May 15, 2005

Greg's weekend, Part Deux

Ok, so I realize I left out lots of stuff. Like the fact that I got around 7 hours of sleep for the whole weekend. Also, the most amazing story...

So, this morning I had to leave at the butt-crack of dawn to catch my plane in New York. When we awoke, there were three of us in the room... there were supposed to be four. Where was George? I call his phone. No answer. It's not even on, and I just get his voicemail. We have to leave, so I leave a key to my room with our friends down the hall. We make jokes about who we think he is with.

So where did he go? The mack-daddy himself went to this girl's lake house with ten of her female friends. He was the only guy in the car, the only guy at the house. And who was the girl? Well, she is someone George never could have gotten with in high school. She was mean in high school, a real b i t c h. (that's bee eye tee see aich). I liked to think that her heart was just a lump of cigarette ashes, that how much of a terrible person she seemed.

So we leave tommy behind. I call him from the airport today, and he tells me the story. The most amazing part, besides that George got with this amazingly good-looking lady? He was like, "Greg, she's changed. she's really sweet and not the mega-cold witch that we all knew and hated." and I was like, "George, she's evil!" and he was like "no, she's not. And she's slammin'."

I couldn't argue with that point.


Change of topic: Some rules about diners.

1. Diners must be owned by persons of Greek descent. If tit isn't, it won't be a diner for long because it will go out of business.
2. Diners cannot be a chain. There are some near-diners, like Denny's. But there's something wrong about Denny's, in that they are not unique. Because they are a chain. So I guess, rule number three:
3. Diners must be unique.
4. Diners must be open 24 hours, and
5. Diners must serve breakfast 24 hours a day.
6. Diners must serve lunch and dinner 24 hours a day. (Hence, IHOP: not a diner, even if you ignore the chain rule).

We walked into a psuedo-diner at four in the morning on Saturday, sat at the counter and waited a few minutes. Then Art said "How long will it take to get a hamburger in this joint?" and the waitress said "I don't know." The rest of the customers laughed. They had been there for more than an hour. We up and left. That "diner": not run by Greeks.

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