{"id":573891953,"date":"2020-02-21T22:27:25","date_gmt":"2020-02-22T03:27:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kennysmith.org\/wordpress\/?p=573891953"},"modified":"2021-11-07T22:11:11","modified_gmt":"2021-11-08T03:11:11","slug":"we-are-leaving-the-week-behind","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.kennysmith.org\/wordpress\/blog\/2020\/02\/21\/we-are-leaving-the-week-behind\/","title":{"rendered":"We are leaving the week behind"},"content":{"rendered":"

Quite a few years ago we impulsively pulled into a Sonic. I feel silly saying that because, really, how often does one pull into Sonic as part of a plan? We’re coming back from the beach and decided we wanted blizzards. We parked, the guy’s voice came over the little speaker and we placed our order, feeling a little like we were in a different era. Maybe they’d skate our snacks out to the car. Maybe it would be just like you imagine. <\/p>\n

We aren’t Boomers and the guy wasn’t a carhop. He shuffled slowly, painfully, aimlessly, like there was nowhere to go. Like he didn’t know which of the other empty spaces this order was supposed to go. Like he didn’t know what to say. <\/p>\n

“We’re out of spoons. Can I interest you in a fork?”<\/p>\n

The blizzard is an ice cream with a thick viscosity, but, no, you can’t interest me in a fork. (We went to the drive-thru at the McDonald’s next door and said they’d forgotten our spoons and they, of course, gave us two.) <\/p>\n

That was the precise wording, though. “Can I interest you in a fork?” So polite and, yet, absurd, that we committed to memory, added it to the lexicon and turned it into a perma-punchline. <\/p>\n

The Sonic orbited a grocery store. I just measured the distance on Google Maps. It is 618 feet away. So my near-incredulous “Walk across the parking lot, walk into that Publix and buy a box of plastic spoons,” remains on point. <\/p>\n

Today I got to make the joke again. Because we went to Chipotle (again) and they were out of forks. <\/p>\n

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Chipotle on Kirkwood, I observed, should join forces with the Sonic on Whitemarsh Island. Between them, they could maybe they could put together a full set of plasticware.<\/p>\n

Have you ever tried to eat rice with a plastic spoon? It can be done, but you shouldn’t try to do it if you can help it. <\/p>\n

Also, that same out of order<\/a> note has moved down the line<\/a>. <\/p>\n

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Gerald, the fictional third shift leader in charge of liquid refreshments, really is the worst.<\/p>\n

Here’s the classic<\/strong> Friday evening photo. See ya, work week: <\/p>\n

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There’s not much better than putting it all in the mirror, is there? And sometimes if the car is pointed in the right direction you get lucky with the sideview. <\/p>\n

One of the few things better? Terrific pizza:<\/p>\n

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We went to Indianapolis for the night, which meant we went to nearby Carmel for a decent pie. Because, again, in a college town with 46,000 students, you can’t get a superlative slice. Mellow Mushroom should always be closer. We’d be there every week. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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