11/13/19 Liberty

I was called to the Longhorn Steakhouse. I pull up and find Johnny, just lighting a cigarette, talking to his lady. I roll down my window, and he knows it's me.

 Johnny says, "I'll be right with you pretty lady, I'm just going to finish my cigarette; I don't want to get any ashes in that beautiful car you're driving."  He gives me a wink, turns and continues talking to Mrs. Johnny.

What the hell is he thinking? This is a five minute ride we're taking.

Johnny thinks he's so cool, and thinks I'm so demure and sweet.  I can't stand Johnny.

I say, "Ok, I'm going to go park and take care of some business."  

I pull up about 30 feet, park the car, and cancel on him. I back out and drive off.

I see Johnny in the rear-view mirror. He's waving at me: "Bye Johnny"