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That would be an interesting story for your blog, Mark remarked.
After thinking about it maybe, yes it might get me writing again.
This Morning I got a late start to the front window at Panera.
I walked in just after the 9am services folks arrived and the lines almost went out the door.
I grabbed a chair and placed it as a third chair in the aisle. Took off my jacket and listened to sideshow Si say Jim you’ll be blocking the people. Then he laughed as he realized he spoke in public for the first time in months.
We all started joking and talking when something started to smell. No not Front window Commander Ron, but something in the store.
We all smelled it and saw smoke creeping from the heating vents into the store.
I might be slow but I’m not stupid. Smoke appearing in a public place is a good time to leave.
They all laughed as Panera is always burning their bagels. But we’ve never heard a smoke alarm.
Anyways, I left and stood outside with my jacket and they all pointed thru the window and laughed at me.
I took a few photos thru the window and then assisted some female Samaritan with jamming open the doors.
Then it was my turn. First Roger the Job Dodger walked out, complaining of the smoke. Big John was right behind him. But Commander Ron held off as long as he could.
Even Sideshow ran out before Ron. And of course Lawyer Jim, who is recovering from 2 heart attacks and a Carotid Artery problem, crept slowly out before our Commander.
We all stood outside until Ron said “Why don’t we go across the street to Starbucks.”
We all moaned…it’s too expensive.
“Well, I tell you what, I’ll buy. I’ll buy you one of those caramel drinks.”
That’s good enough for me. So, we all ran across the street, grabbed a little table and sat with folks that ordered drinks with foreign made up names.
We were laughing at how Commander Ron is a school teacher and leader in our community. But he had to be lead out of a smoky Panera.
The fire trucks came and I took photos and videos. Soon, fresh air was restored to Panera and the trucks left.
We still talked for awhile and I had to leave to pick up Karolyn’s bday cake for later tonight.
We all said its time to go and Ron was the first to run out of Starbucks.
We must all be old and senile. We walked across the street to get to our cars and re-gathered in Panera. Again, the laughing continued.
We left after a few minutes while the smell of burning wire was still in the joint and it was refilled with a new batch of customers sucking down coffee.
That would be an interesting story for your blog, Mark remarked.
After thinking about it maybe, yes it might get me writing again.
This Morning I got a late start to the front window at Panera.
I walked in just after the 9am services folks arrived and the lines almost went out the door.
I grabbed a chair and placed it as a third chair in the aisle. Took off my jacket and listened to sideshow Si say Jim you’ll be blocking the people. Then he laughed as he realized he spoke in public for the first time in months.
We all started joking and talking when something started to smell. No not Front window Commander Ron, but something in the store.
We all smelled it and saw smoke creeping from the heating vents into the store.
I might be slow but I’m not stupid. Smoke appearing in a public place is a good time to leave.
They all laughed as Panera is always burning their bagels. But we’ve never heard a smoke alarm.
Anyways, I left and stood outside with my jacket and they all pointed thru the window and laughed at me.
I took a few photos thru the window and then assisted some female Samaritan with jamming open the doors.
Then it was my turn. First Roger the Job Dodger walked out, complaining of the smoke. Big John was right behind him. But Commander Ron held off as long as he could.
Even Sideshow ran out before Ron. And of course Lawyer Jim, who is recovering from 2 heart attacks and a Carotid Artery problem, crept slowly out before our Commander.
We all stood outside until Ron said “Why don’t we go across the street to Starbucks.”
We all moaned…it’s too expensive.
“Well, I tell you what, I’ll buy. I’ll buy you one of those caramel drinks.”
That’s good enough for me. So, we all ran across the street, grabbed a little table and sat with folks that ordered drinks with foreign made up names.
We were laughing at how Commander Ron is a school teacher and leader in our community. But he had to be lead out of a smoky Panera.
The fire trucks came and I took photos and videos. Soon, fresh air was restored to Panera and the trucks left.
We still talked for awhile and I had to leave to pick up Karolyn’s bday cake for later tonight.
We all said its time to go and Ron was the first to run out of Starbucks.
We must all be old and senile. We walked across the street to get to our cars and re-gathered in Panera. Again, the laughing continued.
We left after a few minutes while the smell of burning wire was still in the joint and it was refilled with a new batch of customers sucking down coffee.
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