Thursday, June 15, 2017

Left Lane Humping




           Hello all and welcome to the page that just keeps on going.    This page has seen a lot of things through the years, and although I try and keep the bad parts of my long running relationship out of this page, it is part of life.  Bad things happen   good things happen  I drink lots of coffee, drown myself in work, Explore a lil bit --forget what I can, learn what I can    and than just prepare for the next adventure.  This page has seen many of those turns and hardships.  And I thank all of you for still being a reader!   Yesterday I managed to beat the heat, and boredom by posting several updates on my Exploring Arizona blog page.  If you have not visited yet----please do so.   I am very proud of this page   and all of the pictures and Exploring are our own.  http://exarizonagobensonbobcats.blogspot.com/





    It is going to be another hot one here today.  Luckily I return to work this afternoon to escape the heat just a lil bit.  But my poor family.   They have kind of already adapted to "third shift"  being awake most of the night when it is much cooler out and one can actually do things and get things done and sleeping most of the hot part of the day away.  The real hot is not supposed to kick in until the weekend.  When all the local fathers are attempting to not get heat stroke while bbq ing.  Father's day is so much different than mothers day when we are packed all day at the restaurant.   Fathers -compared get ignored on there day, and for the most part like it!   Anyways the real heat kicks in soon, but on the same note Monsoon season also starts today, so maybe the lord will take pity on all of us desert dwellers and it will just start raining instead of hitting record highs.  


   So with my work schedule  at the moment  Thursday--today is my Monday  and Monday is my Friday.  I am not sure I would know what to do with a regular work week.  And I must say it is great fun rubbing in on Monday's to all the workers that have just started there work week, that it is in indeed my Friday.  Although when you don't really accomplish anything on your daze off work  I am not sure how much one should rub in having the daze off.  In my defence I did not know I was going to slack so much.  But I also did not figure on it getting so dang hot either.  The frozen food isles at Wally World never looked so good, I tell you what.  



               To bad there is not much more great coffee to be found in Arizona!


     With all of the time I spend on the road, I see a lot of police speed traps and such.  Something I personally think the entire Arizona highway patrol should really crack down on, is drivers that camp out in the left hand lane of the interstate.  They are not passing, they are not moving over for a hazard, they are not going any were close to the speed limit---in fact they are usually going at least ten miles under the speed limit.   People all across Arizona cruise slowly in this lane ALL of the time.  And don't seem to notice the big pickup or big rigs  on there tail.   If the highway patrol would start ticketing just a few of these left lane, Sunday drivers, word would spread.  Because, heh this is illegal.  At the very least the police could follow these left lane humppers and flash on there overhead lights----they don't even have to pull them over just scare the be-gi-bees out of them.   I personally see this as more of a hazard than most of the things people --or I have been pulled over for on a daily bases.  I see this -get trapped by this every day.  So much so that our older white car, I painted   "left lane = passing lane!!" in red on the back window of the car.   Just the other day while trying to merge onto the highway from Benson, I had a slow moving semi in front of me, and an almost as slow moving car beside me ---put putting down the left lane at about 45 MPH.  And I could not merge.  I started out nice, motioning out the window for the car to actually pass me since they were in the passing lane, so I could merge.  Nope, if anything they actually slowed down.  This is when I started to get in a bind   with the semi still in front of me, and traffic going the speed limit behind me in the right lane, and started to flip off the slow moving car.   This still did not make them move faster, it made them see red, and than they wanted to fight me.   Trying to get me to pull over at the next exit.  WTF?  I need to start handing out drivers manuals I guess.  Extra points because it turns out we know the people that were in the car, idiots already in my book, before this episode.   They complained to my wife about me flipping them off, forgot to mention why I might have been flipping them off, than went into a long story about how they wanted to kick my ass.   Good times.   Sounds about right for a Benson couple of quality people, they were probably going so slow because they were driving with there knees and trying to light up there meth pipes with there hands.   Editors note:  Many Benson residents enjoy there meth.   But what do I know!?  


Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Shower Beer Cheers!


                              Very recent picture of mine.   What a view!   And it just got 
          betterer the higher up the trail I went.   Exploring blog post to come.  

       Hello and welcome to another posting-- that just sitting here typing is making me sweat!  ;)  Surprise it's another hot one here in the desert!  With predictions of 115 by the end of the week.  It is 100 right now this early afternoon.  And frankly-once it hits 100 outside it really does not matter much after that point, it is just F in hot.  Time to start playing a favorite game of mine---called pool bustin'     Were you see the fanciest pool in the town you live in our are visiting that you can use without getting caught and thrown out.  This changes into less a competition and more a just getting into a pool the hotter outside it gets.   I know several pool, some very fancy in greater Tucson that are easy to gain access to, and was going to do a whole post about this in my Exploring Arizona blog page, but this is an art, and I really don't wish the motel owners to know how easy there pools are to "bust."  I am going to soon post on that very page -and than this one   about the crummiest most nasty motels in Tucson.  And there seems to be a lot of them.  It seems that after a motel here has been open for a few years, there are NO inspections at all.  I have lived in areas were a few motels were known to be an issue, but not some were where SO many were beyond gross.  This data/knowledge spreads from several date nights with my wife ---several were we asked for our money back and stayed somewhere else far away.  And the time period her and I were mostly separated, just before I got into my ghetto apartment.  I bounced from motel to motel for a lil bit   using my tip $ to pay.    Problem is Tucson is a good hour drive from here, in the hot hot sun.   We reside closer to the motels in Benson   still some pools to bust, but also a much smaller community and with kiddos, harder to bust.    This fun all started when my buddy still lived in Vegas, and he would report on how fancy of a pool he could sneak into near or on the strip.   It is now very hard to sneak into any pool there   so extra points and Kudos to any of you readers who accomplish a good pool bust in Vegas!   Extra points are also given' if you bust into a pool in the off season, when the water temperature is cold enough to make your balls go inside your body.  

And cookies!!



    Another fun game my wife and I used to play when we took the public bus system all the time, involves your phones camera.   We would snap pictures of the most screwed up and unique individuals we would see.  The game comes in not having the person know you are taking there picture.   All privacy laws are void anyway on the city bus  or Greyhound bus anyway right?   Sometimes it was better for your safety if the other person did not know you were taking there picture.  Several times I had to get off the bus in a hurry long before my stop, because someone recognized that I was taking there picture---- when I forgot to turn the sound off on my phone, or yelled--"smile for the picture!"   Anyways at the end of our bus commute --at home or on the bus ride home    we would compare pictures and see whom got the shot of the day!  My wife usually won, with a shot of me, towards the end of the day, sick of the bus, beating my head on the window--droolin   just a lil bit and yelling "My helmet won't let me lick the windows!"   I kid, but the bus really was never my strong point.  





    A great "game" that I enjoy   mostly in the summer ----good thing it's always summer weather here!   Is a good shower beer!   You simply enjoy a good beer while in the shower.   Before you get all uppity and snotty and bash this, you need to try it.  Now my wife does not like beer    but enjoys a good coffee or Pepsi while in the bath.   Gratifying  I am sure   but not as good.  I am not going to knock it   yet, because I have not yet tried a bath beverage.   Because a shower beer is hard to explain, but amazing!   Plus --and you have to used beer bottles for this, it keeps refilling itself the longer you are in the shower.  About the only negatives in this mainly win    Win situation is getting soap in your beer---you are taking a shower.  And the possibility of dropping the bottle and breaking it in your shower.  But heck if you cut yourself on the broken glass, you are already in the shower ---and can wash the blood right off!   I personally never play this game with more than two beers.   You are in the shower not at your local bar!   Beyond the obvious bonus of beer in your shower!   It is amazingly calming and stress relieving.   As I said, don't knock this until you have tried it.  I heard about this while riding the city bus one day years ago actually, and than just had to try it, four hours later after getting off the Dam bus.   And the calming effect made me forget that I was even on the city bus earlier that very day.  I even poured a little out of my beer bottle onto the shower floor in memory of the patrons that were still riding around on the bus that day  just trying to get errands done or get home and enjoy there own shower beer.  

  

       Again I wish to thank each and every one of you that visits this page on a regular bases   and there are a lot of you!   This blog page has been going for years and the page views just keep growing.   Which is amazing!   Thank you!    My Exploring Arizona blog page just keeps getting more popular also-----     And I have been working on updates and pictures galore for that page also      In fact today was supposed to supply more pictures and Exploring, but bed felt to good, and than it was to hot to move.   I hope to get at least one post up on this blog page still today.    Please check it out   and share the links if you enjoy!     

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         **"I changed all my security lights around my house to strobe lights, I find trespassers are easier to shoot when they are running in slow motion!"**

     **  Fun  fact for all of you out there with cell phones that start up to your fingerprint: If you happen to get pulled over and the officer wishes to view anything on YOUR cell phone, if it is locked with a password, it is protected under your rights. If it is locked with your fingerprints---you have ZERO rights to your security. Ill ignore all the conspiracy thoughts to having your fingerprint on file and that accessible in the first place.  **



    I was recently asked we're the start of most evil and corruption first started. I believe it was Bentonville Arkansas the birthplace of Wally World. Should I go on? 😱

       

     If you stutter/slur/ mess up pronouncing our last name, you might be a telemarketer. Three attempts to say Adams leads to an ear full ----     I have had this before   although years ago.    But just the other day some telemarketer called my wife's phone and could not say our last name.   Really?   She started laughing and asked what the last name was again.   I than took over the phone and used my yelling voice.   






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Tuesday, June 6, 2017

June 6th ----How??




            As I welcomed my buddy back to desert living, I was telling him that just down the road it was supposed to be 109 outside, As I was joking about all this fun minus the fun, I recalled it was still 100 that day here, and it is not even summer yet.  O the fun!   He is moving back to his last residence in Utah, though I am still not sure why.  It is not right down the road, but also a short drive away to start some actual road trips-if I ever wrangle any actual daze off work.  I keep threatening to take multiple daze off work and find a real job while on my mini vacations from work, and they keep threatening to help me look for a new job.  ;) I do actually plan to leave on a very mini road trip tomorrow morning, before it gets to darn hot.  No real plan just need some open road and to see how road worthy our temp car really is.  The car is a stick shift and pretty fun on the highway  but hardly a good time in Tucson traffic.    Especially with no stereo.  I experiecne road rage just walking through Wally World stores, so with out music or some type of back ground noise I tend to really want to yell at well everyone.  I am happy to report that I have not killed or stalled out the engine once while driving this car.  Although it has been a long minute since I have drove a stick last.  The anti- theft device of the this day and age.  ;)   My first car was a stick shift  and a little POS white car we had a few years back, that I got the joy of driving through rush hour traffic, around San Diego in.  Our youngest won tickets to Lego Land and we thought we had a rental car for the trip.  We even had the printed out conformation of what car we were going to rent.  And than when we got to the airport/rental station and they looked at our credit, after they stopped laughing ---denied the rental.  So we drove our old tiny car all the way down--and the car made the whole trip  some how.  To die later here in greater Tucson.  This of course was before we found out about Enterprise ----they do not check credit ---except at the airport, which they still don't if you fly into any major airport.  And there customer service and deals are amazing!   Now give me a free rental car for the weeksend!   



  This very blog page has been going on for years now. And the views to the page just keep growing.  So thank you all for that!   My Exploring Arizona blog page is also always gaining more and more readers.   Please take a look through that page and share the links if you enjoy! 

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Way to many mornings this is my routine.  



  I have so many stories and such to share on this page, because I have been slacking on posting.  But when I sit down --even early in the morning and start sweating while just typing I tend to forget what I wished to type about.   It is kind of like visiting Wally World with a whole mental list of items you wish to buy, you get in the store under those creepy neon lights, that give you a headache and depression quickly if you work there, and forgot your whole Dam list.  Walking out with just whip cream and chips and a tube of pit juice.   What I call deodorant.  None of these items you actually needed ---which you soon recall after getting out of the neon lights, and when you get home and your wife glares at your purchases.   Another trip to the evil store.

   Speaking of driving--our oldest just got his learners permit.   Dang I'm old.   Notice I only say I here.   Eventually this car I was above complaining about driving in town, will become his.

We can only wish


  Those of you driving to work that are addicted to your phones. The cops are setting up traps all across greater Tucson solely to catch you driving and on your phone. Right now it's just a warning ticket. Law went into effect today. Just sayin'---I may or may not be typing this warning while driving.  Knees on the wheel texting away.  I kid!  I believe this is a good law-although I might have texted a few times while on the road.  I might be typing this whole blog post while driving...   I think it is a good law, because this can actually hurt or kill someone else.  Although I am not sure how much the government should be able to tell me I can or can't do.   I really really appose the seat belt laws because after I'm 18 years old, I don't think the government should force me to wear a seat belt.  My dumb move, my consequences.  Even flying out the front window I do not believe I could kill someone else upon hitting them.  I wear my seat belts, mainly because I have a family.  But I have also stared at those plain white shirts for sale, with the single wide black line across them that looks like a seat belt.  Before I had a family I have also argued in court about my seat belt ticket.  In Oregon state the passenger also gets a ticket, when not wearing a seat belt and the driver gets a larger fine for not making his  passenger wear one.  On this particular offence, the ticketing officer was a motorcycle cop.  You do not get extra creative points knocked off your fine for asking the cycle cop were his seat belt is.  Anyways my buddy and I went to court in the backwoods of Oregon, and argued that we should not be forced to wear a seat belt.  The judge did lower our fines, because we agreed to go to traffic school---but than also stated that our fine payed for when the highway patrol had to scrap our bodies off the pavement a direct result of being to stubborn to wear seat belts apparently.  



          **I am SO sick of hearing how it's not really all that hot because Arizona has a dry heat. In fact if I hear it one more time, I think I am going to give that pperson a dry punch. It makes as much sense. Once it is over 100 outside like today, it is just F'in hot ---no dry, wet, sloppy, or cold heat needs to be involved.**

**"I've been told I can be a bit condescending.       For those of you that are stupid, that means I talk down to people."**


  So a few daze back was National Donut day.  And without knowing it, my wife came home with a whole box of donuts that very morning.  Anyways, to help celebrate online I posted that I would give out free Hurtz  Don't-It's to anyone that asked!  No one took me off on the offer.  Luckily ---because later I found that there was a local donut shop with a similar name.  

       I have posted this before   but feel the need to post it again today.  Yes I have used I'm sorry before--a lot in my marriage, because well hell we have been together a long time, and I really don't know what else to say most of the time.   Soon I want to add on about how no one is to blame for anything anymore and every one is a victim   using the "comedians" press conference/publicity stunt after she held up a bloody severed Trump head for a photo shoot---as my current example of this.   She  with her lawyer tried to tell everyone she was the victim.  Was she the victim before or after the photo shoot?  And if you need a lawyer to help explain your joke, you may not be as funny as you think you are, or YOU are the joke.   More on this          The re post below  was a one of my past widely popular, in my own head *Mini Rants*

     I'm sorry, your sorry that I'm not sorry!     Thanks for playing!         

   **"I'm sorry" two of the most useless words in the human language. Suppose it sounds good & makes one feel good, but is completely useless to the other person."**---Cliff notes from Professor Getty

   I had to recently give a condensed version of all of this to someone.  OK didn't have to, but those of you that know me well know that it's hard to tick me off, but when it happens, it's not purdy.  People around me have learned that speeches are fine tuned and not fun for the receivers.  In this, I will be gentle.  
    Last week I talked about no one taking responsibility for their own actions.  Hand in hand with that, everyone seems to be sorry.  About what they did, what they didn't do, who they did. Example: I forgot to drive you to your new job today, and than you got fired, and robed while waiting in the rain---and for that I am sorry.  That's great that they are sorry, but it doesn't help in any way.  The words sound good.  But are over used.   People are sorry about anything.   When you ask them what their sorry is going to do for you, they have no clue  they are just sorry.   Words mean things, last I checked.  
    One time we spent a week, not getting phone service hooked up.  Luckily it took so long, that we found a new/better service in town and called, wait got a hold of them.  And had phone service in two days.  Another week of hassles with the other company to try and cancel the services and get our deposit back.   Several times the operators hung up on us.   One was when we asked how with three children, we were supposed to call 911 if something bloody happened.  They soon replied that we should call 911.  And we kept wondering how loud we would have to yell down the street to accomplish this with no phone service.   Wondering into a dial tone, because the operator had once again hung up on us.  Before that she kept saying how sorry she was.   Sorry acting?   Sorry that she had picked up the call from us?   More than likely, she had her own problems.  Maybe she was at that moment on hold with her Internet provider.  That was sorry she had received no Internet for three months, but was still sending out a pay or disconnect notice.  
    Everyone is sorry.   But they are not always sure why.  And they don't know how to remedy what they did.  Comcast keeps running commercials about how great service they give.  To make up for how crappy their service really is.   Before that they ran ads saying how sorry they were that they overcharged hundreds of customers.  Recall that fun?   They sent out checks to tons of customers because they had been skimming off them for years.   Were they sorry that they stole.  Or sorry that they got caught by some dam watch dog organization?  
   With the addition of computers and call centers, a whole new annoyances is emerging.  After verifying you live in America and yes do know English.   You have to push a series of buttons to continue talking to the machine.   All of the real operators are sorry they lost their jobs.  Eventually the computer tells you it is sorry for your incovience, prompts you to call back during the hour long business hours each  day, or visit their new call center in South Ball Africa, and than promptly hangs up.   Call centers are about as much fun, except you are not really sure if the person said they were sorry, or that they liked tacos!
    After childhood, saying your sorry is far from cute.   The "puppy dog' eyes just aren't as effective when the person looking at you is 89.   If you need to join the masses, and use those two words.   Please have a remedy to attempt to fix what you have done.   You don't have to follow through.  But having some kind of plan or way of making it up to me, means a huge amount.  Saying I'm sorry--means nothing to me-thanks for playing!



Thursday, June 1, 2017

June 1st 2017




      Because of my schedule and not having a regular work week, most servers wish to work weeksends and such like this  I am never actually sure what day of the week it is.  This can be challenging at work, when we have soups of the day.  Especially working in a casino -were many of the customers are on permanent vacation and not sure what day of the week it is either---or maybe even for sure what city or state they are in.  But that is a different story for a different day.  I do know for sure that today marks the 1st of June, some how.  Didn't 2017 just start?   What the duce!??  Some day I will always know what day of the week it is, when asked  or when I ask myself.  This will probably happen on the same day that I click my heels together and become a real server---but NOT today!  I am a firm believer of faking it till I make it!  ;)  Mostly as a server, but in any social or life situation that can be greatly faked with out leading to an extreme death.  June here in the desert, yes my dumb ass still lives in the desert.  I also seem to be going for, live here till I enjoy it...    June marks the start of the really hot temperatures here in the Land Of The Sweating sun as I lovingly call the valley.  Or loathingly call it, you pick.  Luckily for us all  June usually also marks the start of the amazing monsoon season.  Were even God decides it is to hot in the desert and sends down cooling rain almost every day!  Too cool off the residents, including The Devil, that few people may know, owns a summer home near Phoenix, to cool off at.  But enough about the extreme heat--I chose to live here and besides as all the local locos say, it's a dry heat----just as long as the clouds don't keep producing dry rain!   




   O wait, I do know what day of the week it is----today is Thursday!   Usually my Monday at work, but not this week, I wanted Monday--the actual Monday off, and snuck into work yesterday.  Thursday is also pay day, every other week.  Although as a server - our checks are kind of a joke they are so low, and every day is pay day because of tips.  Especially Thursdays, for the most part.  Thursdays tend to stay VERY busy and the tips help us rejoice.  


    Beings I just had my daze off work, I felt the need to BBQ and such the last few daze.  I did not venture far from home, I get enough driving in on my long commute to work every day.  But did snap some kool pictures around the homestead.  My beautiful wife and I snuck to Dave &Busters again last night for a minute---but games are half price on Wed, and it was to packed.   I will share on here on my NEXT post.  I also plan to sneak away and get some new Exploring pictures very soon.   With updates to my Exploring Arizona page, galore   Please check it out    at:
http://exarizonagobensonbobcats.blogspot.com/ 




      And a snow picture for those of us already a little tired of the heat here in the valley.  
This ---one fine day while up Exploring MT Lemon.  



      **Those that forget history are destined to repeat it. And there is a lot of even recent history I could easily live without witnessing again. I urge all of you to read the novel 1984 actually read it, not fake it like you did in high school----   Referring to tearing down statues back in the south of confederate heroes and such in the last few months.  When the hell will Americans say "Enough!" and take a stand to take this amazing country back?   

     **"As soon as dogs figure out there are bones under all our skins, all hell is going to break lose."**


                                             **"Screw you, I'm hilarious!"**


                        **"Walk in my shoes for a mile and you end up at the coffee pot"**



                                   **"Give that person a 🍺 !"**
Morning y'all. Have a great extended weekend. I'll mostly be at work



**" Always be nice to people that have access to your toothbrush!"**

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

5/24/2017

   

     Hellloooooo from the mighty desert!  Mighty hot that is.   Again I am sitting here before noon sweating my butt off.   Wondering how much I would have to pay someone to just follow me around with a misting system held above my head.  Or to spray me with a water bottle or just push me in random swimming pools.   I probably could get the last service done for free, I don't think I would personally charge anyone to push them into large bodies of water.  Although they might try to charge me, if they didn't know the push was coming, or they had there prided cell phones on them.  With out a doubt it is already a hot one today.  Welcome to the desert!  Those of you that have never been in the real heat, might not understand it, just like those of you that have never lived in Wyoming don't really understand daze that are so cold, it is a real threat to go outside, but you do it anyways because you need to get to work, or more importantly you need some Dam potato chips from Wally World.   I almost prefer cold, because you can always put on more  layers of clothes, and get inside and hug the heater and or your coffee pot.  Cooling down is much much harder to accomplish.  


    Today I had planned on taking a mini road trip.   Just me and the road.  But my beautiful wife ended up back in the hospital once again yesterday---I kind of made her go.   We even started at Benson  hospital, a place we both despise.   They sent her up to TMC  in Tucson last night ---a wonderful hospital.  That is just big enough, it is to easy to get lost in.  They sent her up by ambulance this time, ever have done that before.  She always gets air vacked up.  And she is usually almost in a coma unconscious---so a few trips back, when she was awake at night flying over Tucson, she was amazed at the wonderful view.  I like to say they took her by ambulance this time, because she was not in as bad of shape as usual when we get her to the hospital---I like that answer because she wasn't as close to deaths door, and because she will be out sooner.  But I have no real clue.  At any rate  prayers from any readers  would be greatly appreciated.  I am often amazed at the power of prayer, especially if the person is a non believer.   Not saying she does not believe in God, with all the close calls we have had, God has something big planed for her in the future for sure.   Anyways, the first day or so she mostly just sleeps off the sickness, so I have been fighting urges to just go to the hospital all last night.  I don't really sleep when she is in there anyways.  I give her crap because she comes out, somehow well rested and revived, and I deal with the home stuff, stress, the relatives, and work and am beyond dead tired in the end.  Although I have no idea how she finds rest in a hospital.  I did force myself to sleep in today to help keep up.  And if at all possible I will stay her last night in with her at the hospital, it's this sappy thing we try to do each time.  


     At any rate, with the kids and pets and not wanting to leave our house empty in general, I will be pushing back my road trip.  And going up to the hospital very soon today.  Besides we just got a temporary 2nd car, what I was going to take on the trip and I have found it is Dam near impossible to drive both rigs home by myself.  ;)  Plus I wish someone here with a vehicle and  licence in case I just get out of town and the new car decides to drop a part or engine or something.  Speaking of road trips, I was just reading about the massive mudslide along the coast line in CA.   WOW   the  road is buried ---Highway 101 if I read right.  I have been along this route several times, or at least some of it.  Beyond beautiful!      More Arizona Exploring and pictures at my blog sight          Check out my main Exploring blogs.
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Resturant front you would only find in Benson



 **"I saw a bumper sticker saying---I am a vet, therefore I can drive like an animal.  Suddenly
I realized how many gynecologists are on the road!"**

**"I wish I could delete my phone number out of other peoples phones."**


**The first step on my journey of personal growth is getting a cup of coffee.**   Unfortunately I usually get stuck in just repeating this step.  




I actually just found this online, no I didn't write it. How many of u Steve s here can relate? In case u have not gotten the memo MANY of those on my friends list are also Steven Adams because I'm easily amused

                  Why is everyone always mean to Steve?


Wait Whaaaaaat!?  
I didn't hear what you were saying.
I made yet another list
the deans list you say....  What!





And than ordered a milk shake and well done steak.

When customers specifically ask me to hurry the food along in a sit down restaurant, my first instinct is to go all slow motion on everything just for that table.  I than tell them that I can push there order in -but I can not make the cooks cook any faster for anything.  Hoping the speed will reflect on my tip.  It usually does not. 
In a casino    customers are always in a hurry to eat super quick.  
Except for the ones that realize the longer they are eating the more cash they are not losing. 
I always want to send these customers to the local Mc grease pit down the road, but fast food isn't fast by any means anymore