RickBomba
05-13-2005, 08:17 PM
For Swearing!!!
I was in a small town in New Hampshire with a bed full of extra stuff from the new restaurant that I'm taking to our storeage facility.
10 am...taking a left at a light into the storeage place, and I look in the rearview to see an Amherst, NH cop behind me.
So I take a left, he turns on the blues, and I figure he's gonna get mad that the load isn't restained (which it wasn't...liftgate open).
I pull over, he gets out, and starts walking toward me, very slow, with his hand on the piece.
At this point I decided to stay real still, and wait for him to come to window, and tell me what to do next.
Anyhow, he comes up, and asks me and the other kitchen manager (a good friend of mine, BTW) who's sittng in the passenger seat, "What's wrong with you two???"
To this I reply, "Nothing, why?"
He then proceeds to tell us that he was following us with his windows open and heard us fighting with each other and swearing.
We both laughed, told him how we were friends, worked together, and how in the eighteen years that we've known each other, we've never ever argued with each other.
Anyhow, our friend starts to get the picture that there was some sort of misinterpretation of watching us listen to the radio and laugh, he apologizes, and says he cant wait for our new Bugaboo to open (we're wearing embroidered chef coats).
Anyhow, he apologizes, and I say I'm relieved.
"Why " he asks...
I reply, "Well I'm sure the fine would've been something like washing my mouth out with soap!!!"
Oh well.
Rick :sled:
I was in a small town in New Hampshire with a bed full of extra stuff from the new restaurant that I'm taking to our storeage facility.
10 am...taking a left at a light into the storeage place, and I look in the rearview to see an Amherst, NH cop behind me.
So I take a left, he turns on the blues, and I figure he's gonna get mad that the load isn't restained (which it wasn't...liftgate open).
I pull over, he gets out, and starts walking toward me, very slow, with his hand on the piece.
At this point I decided to stay real still, and wait for him to come to window, and tell me what to do next.
Anyhow, he comes up, and asks me and the other kitchen manager (a good friend of mine, BTW) who's sittng in the passenger seat, "What's wrong with you two???"
To this I reply, "Nothing, why?"
He then proceeds to tell us that he was following us with his windows open and heard us fighting with each other and swearing.
We both laughed, told him how we were friends, worked together, and how in the eighteen years that we've known each other, we've never ever argued with each other.
Anyhow, our friend starts to get the picture that there was some sort of misinterpretation of watching us listen to the radio and laugh, he apologizes, and says he cant wait for our new Bugaboo to open (we're wearing embroidered chef coats).
Anyhow, he apologizes, and I say I'm relieved.
"Why " he asks...
I reply, "Well I'm sure the fine would've been something like washing my mouth out with soap!!!"
Oh well.
Rick :sled: