I am sure you've noticed a severe lack of "post-age" around here lately. I will be honest with you, I no longer approach posting to my blog with the zest I used to. I know that at some point most blogs go through a period of "down time" and many never recover. Heck Krystal-Lover Blog hasn't been updated since April. I suspect it has been left to die since Krystalist.com came online. Add to that the fact that there's now a Krystal presence on Facebook, MySpace, and Twitter. Yes, the folks at Krystal must be busy. I understand busy. I have also been busy. This past summer was a madhouse for me. Which was especially frustrating since one of the "perks" of my new job was "summers off." Ok, I never really expected to have a summer off. Just ask my parents: when I get bored I get in trouble. If I have nothing to do, I'll find something to do, and you probably won't like it. But between dealing with family issues and shipping my brother and his family (including a cat) to a foreign country, having some minor surgery, and having guests come visit for a week, I still managed to plow through, and post on occasion. I actually did a lot of stuff, took a lot of pictures, and have great stories. That all changed back on July 20th when "my" Krystal closed in Macon. While a store closing is probably not a big deal to most people, to me that was personal. Those were my friends, and that place meant a lot to me. A lot of people were sad when I arrived and took my plaque down off the wall. Many asked where it was going to be moved to. I had no idea. I still have no idea. Currently it is sitting in my living room. It feels a bit like Barry Bond's home run ball. The Hall Of Fame has it, but apparently they're not real eager to put it on display. The difference is, Barry Bonds lied, cheated, broke the law, and brought his sport to a new low. The weekend I found out my store was closing, I sent emails to everyone I knew at Krystal Headquarters, placed phone calls to the numbers I knew, and posted to my blog. That was 16 weeks ago. I have yet to hear a peep from Krystal. That hurts. When I was an ATO Pledge back in the day, we had "The Two R's of ATO" beat into us. (Figuratively, not literally. That would be hazing.) The two R's are Respect and Responsibility. Those who know me know I take both terms very seriously. Especially recently, since I have gotten deeply involved in ATO again over the past year. (Yet another story that has yet to make it to Krystal Adventure.) Responsibility can only be taken. Period. I place an amazing amount of value in words like Duty, Honor, Respect, and Loyalty. I also have a Krystal Lover's Hall Of Fame plaque sitting on the floor in my living room, waiting for a home. I find myself wondering: Where's the respect? Where's the responsibility? I never saw them on the menu. I assumed they were sort of free. Like the napkins and ketchup. I guess next time I'll have to order a #1 Combo with Respect and Cheese, and a Responsibility MilkQuake. (I'll also check the bag before I drive off to make sure I actually get them.) |
The story of how I got into the Krystal Lover's Hall of Fame.
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