"GOING TO CAROLINA IN MY MIND..." - AND ON OUR BIKE!
What a terrible and sad morning it was. We had to pack and leave the adult Disneyworld (Econolodge, Hooters, Harley & Waffle House all in one!), but at least we got to eat breakfast at Waffle House on the way out of Savannah. We rode on the Interstate for about 50 miles and that was 50 miles too much! Turning north we cut up a back road into South Carolina and whizzed through a beautiful lush green corridor almost all the way to North Carolina. This whole North/South Carolina thing is sort of bogus - I mean the two states put together would fit in Los Angeles county with enough room left over for West Virginia. Also, we're not sure which one was admitted to the Union first, but whoever named the last one in certainly showed ZERO creativity.
Just across the border and into North Carolina we stopped for lunch. It was then that we realized we were running low on cash, so Kevin applied for a job at Taco Bell. He didn't get the job and when we left the restaraunt the manager was almost yelling at us. The only words we could understand were, "...and stay out!" It could have been the few empty wrappers we left sitting on the table, but come on, we paid for the food so if we're not working there why should we bus the tables?
Our destination today was Mt. Airy, North Carolina - birthplace of Andy Griffith and known as "Mayberry, USA" - but with 40 miles to go the skies opened up and the rain began to pour. We turned east to outrun it and stopped 20 miles later for the night in Winston-Salem. Man did we get looks when we asked for the non-smoking section in the Italian restaraunt we ate dinner at. They take the town name seriously here and actually had cigarettes on the desert menu! We bet the parents around here are so proud when their kids start smoking in 3rd grade. In the meantime, we're cruising the hallways of the Sleep Inn looking for a party and getting ready to hit the road again tomorrow.
Into South Carolina without Police knowledge! Kevin's employment application at Taco Bell.
Come on! Why should we bus the table? If Kevin had got the job, we already had an apartment!
With your backgrounds in banking we are disappointed to hear you ran out of cash. Really poor financial planning guys! No wonder you can't hold jobs! There is a position available at the local 7-11 as a coffee counter clerk ( pour the water in the machine and it does the rest). We know the manager and owner of the store so we could put in a good word for you, but you'll have to clean up your act first. Shave, clean underwear things like that. I know it would take a lot of discipline on your parts , but we have faith in you.
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I'm beginning to think you are intentionally trying to get those songs stuck in my head!
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind.......grrrrrr
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WARNING! DO NOT HIRE THESE TWO.
I gave them a small painting job while they were here in San Antonio, something about needing extra cash for fuel additive, my customer called me to say that my painters were locked in the bathroom for the past 2 1/2 hours and all she could hear was Kevin grunting and groaning. I calmed her down by explaining that he was sanding and it required a lot of force. Now there's an oxymoron, "Kevin and a lot of force." Needless to say I had to send another crew to finish.
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That picture of the nasty table doesn't look like Taco Bell. That looks like a restuarant with margaritas.
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