I saw George Takai of the old “Star Trek” working
in a BBQ restaurant on the Outer Banks North Carolina.
He was an Asian woman with a nice ass.
She had a very commanding way of speaking.
I ordered a pulled pork sandwich and she said, “That will
be about 10 minutes.”
I went outside to wait on the front deck and started talking, schizo style, to the people who worked at the convenience store up the street.
I suspected that they had played a little joke on me a few minutes earlier.
When I was there I tried to get gas and the pump kept saying “Invalid card.”
Some girls from Ohio were having the same problem.
When we went in to have someone look at the problem
there was a blonde Eastern European girl behind the counter
with a mustached local man. Both were smiling a mischevious smile.
Then he came out and put my card in and pulled it in and out and it worked.
Then he said, “It’s all in the wrist.”
As I sat outside the BBQ restaurant I talked to him and the blonde.
Nobody else was out there and I was speaking quietly.
I called them Wee Winks, which was the name of the store.
Then I said, “Wee Winks. I know what you are up to. I know how you
play tricks on out of towners. What have you learned from your blonde friend Wee Winks or she from you?
How are you going to feel when everyone knows about the little games you play Wee Winks?
Can’t we all get along. Grow up. Do you have toget your kicks by playing tricks on the out of towners?”
Then out came George Takai in pretty Asian girl form with my pulled pork sandwich.
“How about 2 minutes?” she said.