Well that’s a first
Friday, April 25th, 2008
Tonight I had dinner with Michelle - if you can call a five hour gab session dinner. We did eat in between there but we had a great time catching up.
But something happened to us that I can honestly say was a first for both of us. Michelle had to stop and get gas on our way back to her condo so I stood outside the car chatting with her while it was pumping.
Up pulls this huge black Tahoe and this nerdy looking guy in glasses rolls the window down. He very politely asks, “Excuse me, do you know how to get to Valley Avenue?”
Well we happened to be sitting right at the cross section of Valley and informed him this is it just hang a right. But of course Michelle, being the polite person she is, asks, where are you going? She wants to make sure they find the place.
His reply. “Sammy’s.” For those of you not from the Birmingham area, Sammy’s is a low-budget gentlemen’s (ahem) club. Okay, it’s a strip club. Fine. I said it.
So Michelle and I tell him, yes that’s the right direction and very quickly he supplies the fact that they are having a bachelor party. As if we care.
He says, “Well you just looked at us cross-eyed so I wanted to explain.”
It’s not us you need to be explaining yourself to buddy. I have never, ever been asked for directions to a strip club before which prompts this question. Did we look like we would know where a strip club is? Why ask us? Maybe I should be offended.
