Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Don't Tampa With the Trash!
| A month or so ago I talked about Adam, one of my fraternity brothers and fellow Krystal Komrads. Adam and I spent many nights at Krystal and contemplated how we could get our own copy of the Krystal Creed. I had heard through Brian that Adam was now monitoring this blog, but until yesterday I had not heard from him directly. The following is Adam's Krystal story. Two important facts you'll need to know to understand Adam: 1) Adam is crazy. 2) The word "Squeat" is a "super contraction" of the three words "Lets Go Eat". In the dorm when it hit 4:30 and the cafeteria was opening for dinner, someone would inevitably walk the halls rounding up fraternity brothers to make their way over for dinner. Proper usage: You point at someone and ask "Squeat?" to which they reply "Squeat!" and then you head off in search of food. It was a Friday morning on June 2nd and me and my wife, Nancy, had just left the doctors office for our scheduled sonogram. Ten fingers, ten toes and a definitive profile of another little girl. So, how are two proud parents to be (again) supposed to celebrate the great news? KRYSTALS COMBOS! Brimming with excitement over the news of our new addition as well as the possibility of getting a Jason Jennette Krystal Box, we high-tailed it over to our local neighborhood Krystals (7018 W Hillsborough Ave to be exact) to celebrate. Immediately upon walking in I spotted a couple sitting near the door with three or four Jason-J's. Now barely able to contain myself I sprinted over to the register, while still gawking at the couple who had actual Jason-Js sitting on their trays. I quickly placed my order in such a manic fashion that the clerk had a look of fear or bewilderment cleary displayed. I stammered in a very hurried and loud tone of voice to the clerk and another employee standing in proximity, "I NEED INDUCTEE #32...HIS NAME IS JASON....HE HAS A GOATEE...#32...THAT'S HIS NUMBER...I WENT TO COLLEGE WITH HIM...HE'S MY BROTHER....AND THAT COUPLE OVER THERE HAS HIM SO I KNOW YOU HAVE HIM...KEEP LOOKING PLEASE UNTIL YOU FIND HIM!!!" Now, as you may already know, Mr. Jason Jennette is actually inductee #22, but I was adamant, relentless, and eventually defeated. By now I had all five employees searching (incorrectly mind you) through their stack of boxes and also the stock room for inductee #32, meanwhile the drive-thru was backing-up and the six customers behind me started groaning. My wife decided that she would be better off not knowing me at the moment (new baby or not) and slowly crept away to the other side of the store. Feeling bad now that I had caused such havoc on the operations of my local Krystals, I finally relented and took my Combo #2 with inductee #31 (Louis Lollar) back to my table to at least enjoy my meal and make the best of it. Once we were done eating a thought came to me. "If they can't get me a Jason-J from behind the counter, I would have to get creative."   Congrats to Adam for 1) his innovative method for getting a box, and 2) for his 2nd daughter. Now I know naming her "Krystal" wouldn't be totally unique. My mom emailed to tell me she heard Crystal Gayle got her name from Krystal hamburgers. However, if Adam were to name is daughter "Cheese Krystal" now that would be unique. (It's certainly better than Apple or Suri.) I expect his wife, Nancy, might object, though.  |
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