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Posted on 10/3/15 at 12:56 am to Commit2theG
My favorite WH story happened about 12 years ago at a store in Chattanooga off of I-75 at about 2am.
My friend and I went to Neyland for the UGA/UT game. We took his soon to be Norfolk Southern retired Engineer dad on the trip. We got into Knoxville around 2pm for the 7pm KO. Went hard all day drinking at Calhouns and at tailgates. He hung great but the old bear grew very irritable by midnight when we were still trying to get out of traffic.
We had planned to drive back to Atlanta but all agreed to hell with that ..... Big G ( his dad) is going to come unhinged if we don't get him a bed at a hotel. Stopped at just about every exit outside of Knoxville and 50 miles South but all were full. The old man was losing his patience but there was nothing we could do to ease his frustration. I was driving and asked if getting some food would help. "Bed. I need a fricking bed Mac" was his reply. We drove until we got to Chattanooga area when he finally said "just find me a WH so I can eat something."
Walked in and it was us and about 3 tables full of college aged students. They were all sitting in 3 booths back to back down the side. They were being loud and obnoxious as hell. Meanwhile, I don't think a word was uttered at our table. Big G just sat there with his head rested in his hands. After about five minutes, he broke our tables silence with as sudden of an angry outburst as I have ever seen. It even startled the shite out of me.
He raised his fist above his head and brought it crashing down on our table so hard that it bounced all the silverware into the air. His other arm scraped all the menus off the table onto the floor. A second later, he yelled across the restaurant " I want quiet and I want it NOW!" I had never seen his dad in this state of mind. I knew he grew irritable when he was sacked out but all the times I saw him like that in the past he always had a bed to ease his burden.
Anyway, after he did that, you could not hear anything but the sizzle of the food on the grill and a few whispers from the other tables. It was dead quiet where it had been loud as hell a minute before. Even our waitress was talking to the cook in whispers. I still laugh at how quiet that place got after he reached his wits end. He fell asleep within 5 minutes of us getting back on the road.
My friend and I went to Neyland for the UGA/UT game. We took his soon to be Norfolk Southern retired Engineer dad on the trip. We got into Knoxville around 2pm for the 7pm KO. Went hard all day drinking at Calhouns and at tailgates. He hung great but the old bear grew very irritable by midnight when we were still trying to get out of traffic.
We had planned to drive back to Atlanta but all agreed to hell with that ..... Big G ( his dad) is going to come unhinged if we don't get him a bed at a hotel. Stopped at just about every exit outside of Knoxville and 50 miles South but all were full. The old man was losing his patience but there was nothing we could do to ease his frustration. I was driving and asked if getting some food would help. "Bed. I need a fricking bed Mac" was his reply. We drove until we got to Chattanooga area when he finally said "just find me a WH so I can eat something."
Walked in and it was us and about 3 tables full of college aged students. They were all sitting in 3 booths back to back down the side. They were being loud and obnoxious as hell. Meanwhile, I don't think a word was uttered at our table. Big G just sat there with his head rested in his hands. After about five minutes, he broke our tables silence with as sudden of an angry outburst as I have ever seen. It even startled the shite out of me.
He raised his fist above his head and brought it crashing down on our table so hard that it bounced all the silverware into the air. His other arm scraped all the menus off the table onto the floor. A second later, he yelled across the restaurant " I want quiet and I want it NOW!" I had never seen his dad in this state of mind. I knew he grew irritable when he was sacked out but all the times I saw him like that in the past he always had a bed to ease his burden.
Anyway, after he did that, you could not hear anything but the sizzle of the food on the grill and a few whispers from the other tables. It was dead quiet where it had been loud as hell a minute before. Even our waitress was talking to the cook in whispers. I still laugh at how quiet that place got after he reached his wits end. He fell asleep within 5 minutes of us getting back on the road.
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