I truly hope you enjoyed your Thanksgiving. My turkey escaped in Lake Eola, so I ended up having dinner at Hooters. As my server informed me, they’re open 365 days a year, with exceptions only for hurricanes or other dangerous weather conditions. To be honest, it was pretty dull in there. Most people rightly have plans with their family. Hooters was there for those few of us who had no other options today.
However, don’t worry about me. My family celebrates a day late, since my brother is a musician who was working today. I’ll have the traditional meal on Friday while other brave souls venture forth into the shopping arenas. Some are already camping out in tents waiting for morning to arrive, like those folks I saw in front of my local Best Buy on my way back from Hooters.
Black Friday will show us many strange things, but the one I may wake up to see is breakfast at Hooters. Like everything else there, I’m sure it’ll be fried.
