Once in a while I'll venture out for lunch with my workmates. It's a good teambuilding experience and it's a good group to hang out with. We tend to pick some excellent places to eat. Unfortunately, it's not as often as I'd like due to budgetary and time restraints that keep me in the office, but it was payday and the fridge was empty, so I was looking forward to maybe some Japanese from Sekisui or Thai food from Bhan Thai. Perhaps some Indian Palace on Poplar finally for some curry-flavored dishes!
Unfortunately, the people I work with can be picky and everyone is pretty adamant about what they like. Or rather, what they don't like. So after much arguing and bickering about ethnic vs. non-ethnic foods, what's too spicy vs. good old fashioned eating, my buddies got the brilliant idea to go on a road trip from downtown Memphis, across the Mississippi River into West Memphis, Arkansas for the cheapest of the cheap all-you-can-eat pizza buffets I have ever been dealt!
The first thing I see walking in is a table full of people with no teeth. The only video game is a version of Big Game Hunter. There's a fly on the salad bar. The guy at the cash register talks like Boomhauer from King of the Hill, which ironically enough came on the FX channel on the TV while we were eating. I use the term 'eating' very loosely. I saw a rather large entity (I use the term 'entity' as I'm truly unsure whether it was male or female) take a whole half a pizza to their table. I'm positive this was their second trip to the buffet as they had already been standing there when we walked in! In fact, there were several individuals of the rather large persuasion dining in today, eating similar amounts. There were such offerings as taco pizza and cheeseburger pizza, with a chocolate chip cookie pizza for dessert. I stuck with the standards, thank you very much. Our server was pleasant enough, but looked as if she dressed in the dark recesses of her mobile home.
Unfortunately, the people I work with can be picky and everyone is pretty adamant about what they like. Or rather, what they don't like. So after much arguing and bickering about ethnic vs. non-ethnic foods, what's too spicy vs. good old fashioned eating, my buddies got the brilliant idea to go on a road trip from downtown Memphis, across the Mississippi River into West Memphis, Arkansas for the cheapest of the cheap all-you-can-eat pizza buffets I have ever been dealt!
The first thing I see walking in is a table full of people with no teeth. The only video game is a version of Big Game Hunter. There's a fly on the salad bar. The guy at the cash register talks like Boomhauer from King of the Hill, which ironically enough came on the FX channel on the TV while we were eating. I use the term 'eating' very loosely. I saw a rather large entity (I use the term 'entity' as I'm truly unsure whether it was male or female) take a whole half a pizza to their table. I'm positive this was their second trip to the buffet as they had already been standing there when we walked in! In fact, there were several individuals of the rather large persuasion dining in today, eating similar amounts. There were such offerings as taco pizza and cheeseburger pizza, with a chocolate chip cookie pizza for dessert. I stuck with the standards, thank you very much. Our server was pleasant enough, but looked as if she dressed in the dark recesses of her mobile home.
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