Joe on the Go
Summer Crushin, Had Me
A Blast
Okay I honestly have no idea where I left off last time
because I have no Internet while I’m writing this. The last two weeks have been
pretty insane considering I’ve had no direction or actual job and have been
able to kind of live like a wild man. I headed back to SLO around August 19th
ready to just relax and enjoy some time there for the weekend. What I didn’t
know was that I was gonna be spending the next two weeks there hanging out with
several different friend groups and going to the bars basically every night. I
finally got back into town (Aptos) last night only to go drink again with my
parents and brother for big Ant’s 25th birthday. These next few blog
posts will be about the 2 weeks I spent in SLO and how miraculous it was.
When we arrived in SLO, it was the first time I had been in
our new house with the football guys all living there. However, what sucked was
that they were in the middle of fall camp so they pretty much had no time. Regardless,
Todd, Jerry, Kevin, and myself were all there with nothing BUT time. We ended
up going to 2 for 1s the first Thursday we were there and got pretty hammered. Crushed
several bars for 2 for 1 specials on long islands and shots, needless to say we
were feeling good. Just like every night, we ended up dancing the night away at
Marston’s (and if you go to Cal Poly you know what I mean). Around 1:30 AM is
when we left Marston’s, but the night was nowhere close to being done. Todd,
myself, and a girl were just planning on walking home when I saw a guy who
looked like he was “Straight Out of Compton”. Raiders hat, UCLA baseball
jersey, saggy jeans, and “fresh ass J’s” is how he described them, the whole
nine. I stopped to talk to him along with two girls, one of which I barely knew
from a class I had with her last spring. He introduced himself as E-White but
his real name was Eric. For those of you that have seen Jackass or Viva La Bam,
I gave him my own nickname of “Compton Ass Eric”. He loved it.
After chattin
with Compton Ass Eric for what seemed to be an hour, the night took another
turn when a guy from London, Jake, walked into the conversation randomly. Jake was
traveling alone while visiting every big city in California in about 2 weeks. He
somehow landed in SLO that night and boy was it eventful for him. After talking
to him about my European travels for a while, we decided to walk and get food.
We departed from Compton Ass Eric and the two chicks and walked down the street
to find something to eat. I knew exactly where to take him when he said “I have
never had Taco Bell”. We went to Taco Bell.
Now around 2:30, we arrived at the footsteps of heaven, the
front door of T Bell. As we walked in I knew Jake was going to have many
questions about what to order and how to order it, so I set him up the only way
I knew how, a Crunchwrap Supreme and a Beefy 5 Layer. We sat down to eat and
sure enough, Todd was standing right next to me, alone, ready to munch. After I
introduced him to my new English lad, he went to go order his food. Once we all
had our food, it was destruction time. Only a few minutes into our drunchies,
we heard so arguing going on behind us. When we turned around, we noticed it
was a drunk dude arguing with a Taco Bell employee. Cmon man, they are charity
workers, they gift us the best food at the drunkest times, don’t be a dick.
But no, he had to be one. What happened next was amazing.
(Again if you go to SLO and have been to Taco Bell, you know the black cashier
like he is your neighbor). The drunk guy was getting heated and pushed the
worker, mistake. Next came a right hook by the T Bell worker and it knocked the
dude to his ass. The T Bell dude hopped on him and they started going at it,
punch for punch. After being separated by the guys friends, they were escorted
out. How’s that for your first time at Taco Bell English Jake. I assured him
that happens every so often but only if you are acting like a jackass.
After the restaurant had simmered down, we said goodbye to
our new friend and hit the road (we live walking distance from T Bell, its
pretty dangerous). Todd and I walked home and went to sleep.
I knew that if the first night out was any indication of how
this stop in SLO was going to be, I was in for a great couple weeks.
Check me out for another great story on the next post.
Peace and Blessings yall.
