THIS IS STUPID
It's the oldest trick in the proverbial "book".
Every time I go to eat somewhere I always give a fake name for the party. What started relatively innocently as "Is there a Josh Howard in the building" developed into "Clyde Firesheets, please report to the Service Desk" and has now come to - religiously - "Ron Duguay (pronounced DOO-GAY), party of four, your table's ready".
For those of you who don't know, Ron Duguay is the coach of the Jacksonville Barracudas. For those of you who don't know, the Jacksonville Barracudas are a minor league hockey team here in Jacksonville. For those of you who don't know, it's pronounced "DOO-GAY" (pronounced DOO-GAY).
And ever since I have succumbed to the Duguay (pronounced DOO-GAY) temptation, I have always secretly hoped that I would put in that name at a restaurant that the REAL Ron Duguay (pronounced DOO-GAY) was attending. And, close enough, recently at a lunch with coworkers our party was called (Duguay, party of four) and an innocent (and possibly vision impaired) citizen thought that I was the REAL Ron Duguay (pronounced DOO-GAY).
To make an already-too-long story short(er), the conversation ended like this "uhhh, no... I think I'm his son."
So, the next time you're in a local eatery and you hear "Duguay Jr., party of one" come swing by my table and say hello.
I saw THE DANGEROUS CRUSADER and THAT GUY WHO USED TO BE IN THAT BAND THAT SANG WHO SUCKED OUT THE FEELING tonight. Good and better.
Every time I go to eat somewhere I always give a fake name for the party. What started relatively innocently as "Is there a Josh Howard in the building" developed into "Clyde Firesheets, please report to the Service Desk" and has now come to - religiously - "Ron Duguay (pronounced DOO-GAY), party of four, your table's ready".
For those of you who don't know, Ron Duguay is the coach of the Jacksonville Barracudas. For those of you who don't know, the Jacksonville Barracudas are a minor league hockey team here in Jacksonville. For those of you who don't know, it's pronounced "DOO-GAY" (pronounced DOO-GAY).
And ever since I have succumbed to the Duguay (pronounced DOO-GAY) temptation, I have always secretly hoped that I would put in that name at a restaurant that the REAL Ron Duguay (pronounced DOO-GAY) was attending. And, close enough, recently at a lunch with coworkers our party was called (Duguay, party of four) and an innocent (and possibly vision impaired) citizen thought that I was the REAL Ron Duguay (pronounced DOO-GAY).
To make an already-too-long story short(er), the conversation ended like this "uhhh, no... I think I'm his son."
So, the next time you're in a local eatery and you hear "Duguay Jr., party of one" come swing by my table and say hello.
I saw THE DANGEROUS CRUSADER and THAT GUY WHO USED TO BE IN THAT BAND THAT SANG WHO SUCKED OUT THE FEELING tonight. Good and better.