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Apr. 24th, 2008 @ 11:45 pm 
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Dick and I went to see Greater Tuna in downtown Charleston, starring two very talented actors that are also friends. We had a great time. The show ended about 10 p.m. and we stayed awhile and chatted up some people.
We had not eaten dinner, so Dick suggested we eat at a well-known local restaurant on East Bay Street. It was around 10:30 when we got there. In the main dining room are tables and a long bench-like banquette (I think that's what it's called) with tables for two and four in front of the bench and either two or four chairs on the other side of the tables. We were seated there - me on the bench, Dick in the chair.
There was an eight top sitting closer to the door and one four top in a booth and that was about all. We finished about 11, the same time as the eight top who wanted to eat up and spit out our young little waiter...pissing and moaning about something. So, Dick took out his American Express Card and we were waiting patiently.
Out of the corner of my eye, I think I see something that scoots from one end of the bench...past my seated hiney...and then off the other side. In my mind I was discounting this until I looked at Dick who had the Bugs Bunny look - eyes the size of fists. "Did you see that?" I asked.
"Yes," he said. "It was a rat."I immediately thanked God for my short legs that prevent me from sitting all the way back on a seat. For if I had long legs, the rat would have run across my lap - at which point I would have pooped my pants and died. I sprang from my seat (similar to Santa springing from his sleigh) and dashed to the bar, where the chairs are elevated.
The manager came out. Partly to try to calm down the pissers and moaners at the eight top and comfort me. What I really wanted to hear was, "Oh my gosh. That couldn't have been a rat because we have excellent exterminating services. Perhaps it was a squirrel. Regardless, may I comp your meal?" Oh, No! He said, "Oh, my gosh. I know what you mean. When I stay here late, I walk around with a broomstick handle."
I know we live on the water and wharf rats are around. I just don't want to have dinner with them. EW! |
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April 25th, 2008 12:26 pm (UTC) |
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Haha I Know gross right?!
Beware Southend Brewery has rats too. & I have to laugh because I've seen the rats of charleston running along the telephone lines along St. Philip as if they we're squirrels. Well haha happy dinning!:)
Honest to goodness...the thought went through my mind when I first glimpsed the thingy running down the bench that it might BE a squirrel. Ahhhhh...wishful thinking!
I guess we have to take the good with the bad:
good - water
bad - rats and gnats
Oooh gross! What restaurant was it??
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