Crazy Episode at Davis and Son

ok so I went for therapy again.  I am chilling at the shop.

Laughing at Merle and Russ. While Merle gives me the teachings and philosophies of the monks. I know I have my anger issues and so forth but believe me they are under control. Even though I cannot do what I would normally do to get relief and comfort from being in those modes.

Well today must have been irate customer day. Because it jumped off after I got there.

Customer comes in fussing about a cigarette rolling machine and having to pay to send it back. I cut my eyes at him and looked and that was about it.  As long as he didn't do anything then we were all fine. I looked towards the back to see if Ed the magistrate was in view. He was, since I didn't know that the owners wife had called him up front. I had to laugh because everyone was looking at me to see if I was going to do anything. And teased me about it after it was over. I was dubbed the shop body guard. Like I said, I wasn't doing anything unless the guy went crazy. And even then I would have wanted Ed to do something or hope Don the officer came in at that time. Ed of course said if I did anything that he didn't see a thing.  So the guy finally leaves the shop.

That started the trend. Because shortly there after a guy from new jersey came in and wanted to exchange cigars. Then another and then another.

We sat there looking at each other and laughing.

Well another Fantasy Football draft down on one of my nfl teams. And I didn't do too bad I think on this one either. I am still laughing that my best draft was the one I missed a couple of days ago.

Well, I have eaten dinner. Sat here and laughed at folks. I swear the things that I come in contact with are just crazy. And I am still laughing at the humans as I write and post to ABM.

Enjoy your evening and weekend if that is the case.

Adventures at Davis and Son: The New Cheers

This is my cigar shop here. And I have been going there for probably at least 2 years by now. It is part of my therapy, networking and just entertainment package.

Now, there are some characters there. From the owner and his wife, to Myra the girl that works there and Monroe the older gentleman that works there. And there are customers that have been around for over 30 years. I interact with councilmen, jewelry store owners, truck drivers, walmart employees and those that cannot be explained at all. *lol*

For the younger folk, Cheers was a tv show about regulars at a neighborhood bar that use to come on. Yeah, I know I am old but I am damn good!

The cigar shop is like Cheers because there are plenty of regulars. And the owner tends to know everyone by name and or face. Plus what they smoke, or the tobacco they normally get when they come in. They have a bunch of other stuff in the store that sells well like the shaving stuff that I get there. Forge n Foundry is the best stuff there is! And I am saying that plug because it is true. Well, we sit in there smoke and talk about just about everything. From recipes, to politics to movies and more. It is an education and entertainment rolled up in one.

There are crazy people that come in there at times. Some crazy because we know they have documented mental issues and others that we don't. We still treat them all like they are acquaintances.

But last week a young looking guy came in and three of us were talking to him. He was looking for jobs and came in to get some tobacco for cigarettes. He argued with one of the other guys about politics and everything. The normal debate in there. So the guy he was talking to (we will call him the copy salesman) cracks a joke about the guy that has been missing for about 2 months now that use to come in the shop that claimed he was a colonel in the Vietnam war and got 12 purple hearts all this (obvious lies but oh well).  Copier salesman says they haven't found his body in the river yet. The rest of us knew it was a joke about the fake colonel though. Anyway. The young guy seemed to be off but that is life. He was also real jittery. And it wasn't from the half a pot of coffee that he drank while he was there. He said that he turned down a job because it wasn't him but he needed to work. Anyway he was crazy off and that was last week.

So fast forward to today.

I was going to go to the shop earlier today. For some reason I fell asleep. (damn sleep).

So I get there this afternoon and the guy that was debating with the crazy guy last week tells me he has a story to tell me. He then tells me that the crazy guy came back today and that he called the police using the cigar shops phone to say that he was in fear of his life and that the copier salesman had something to do with the fake colonel having disappeared. I am looking at him like you got to be lying to me. I had to sit down and puff on my 770 for the rest of the story. But he said he did it and the owner had to get on the phone and say that the guy must have been crazy. But the crazy guy said he was in fear for his life and his family because of the copier salesman. And of course the police show up but the crazy guy has left already.

I am still sitting here at the house glad that I wasn't there at all. Because that is some insane shit. I do try to avoid the craziness.

But this is a day in the life of Zeus a Life Unscripted.  What can I say?