Finally, a hamburger!

“Who was that?” Chad asked.

“I don’t know. Just someone who wanted to meet me,” I said.

Chad titled his head and gave me his patented That-Makes-No-Sense-At-All look. If you know Chad, you know that look.

I let him stew on it a moment, but not too long. I didn’t want him to have an internal null pointer exception or anything. That would be one stack trace no one could debug.

“It happens to me all the time,” I said.

“What does?”

“Random people just walking up and wanting to meet me.”

Chad laughed. It was a real laugh, but it lacked sincerity. “Yeah, right,” he said.

Here’s what had just happened. We were at a sightseeing location when out of the clear blue, some stranger walked up to me and stuck out his hand for me to shake. I hesitated for a second, but he jerked his hand closer and I got the feeling he was insisting. I thought nothing of it and shook the guy’s hand.

His family was standing behind him. They were all smiling ear to ear, faces glowing with twinkles in their eyes.  Before letting go of my hand, the gentleman looked me square in the eyes and said something to me. I couldn’t quite make out what he said, but I’m sure it was along the lines of “You are a great man and should be honored daily. My life has been nothing until the moment I met you. Just being around you has blessed me and my family for eternity. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

I sighed. “Look, Chad,” I said, “if it makes people feel better to meet me, shake my hand, and be in my presence, then the least I can do is try to accommodate them. I owe mankind something, don’t I”

Chad rolled his eyes. “Oh, here we go,” he said.

“Hey, it’s not easy being me,” I said. “It’s a very heavy responsibility being who I am. It’s quite a load to carry.”

Another laugh from Chad. Much more sincere this time. “Yeah,” he said. “It’s quite a load, alright, but not the kind of load you’re referring to.”

Chad just doesn't understand that I'm a "people person." In general, it’s hard for people to accept my greatness……

The last couple of days have been long, being at the office rather late. Chad and I heard that one of the bars in the hotel serve an actual hamburger and fries. WE stopped in to try it out. It wasn’t bad, but it was definitely Indian-ized. The fries were terrific, but the burger was a bit soggy, I guess. It was good, but it wasn’t a good ‘ole American cheeseburger, which I’m really jonesing for right now.

The burger wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t the best I’d ever had either. Go figure…… the meat was kind of mushy.

Afterwards, we hit the bar for a few Kingfishers. Must be the time change because regardless of beer, work, whatever, at about 10:00, I am absolutely zonked and ready for sleep. So, needless to say, we didn’t make it a late night.

So, have you ever gone out drinking, looked at your pictures the next day, and found one that makes you think, “What the hell?” Well, these two fall into that category.

 

The sad part is, it looks as though I’m enjoying it…..

I snapped this one while I was attending the video conference between the offshore folks in Chennai and the Madison folks.

 

Today (Friday) is our last day in the office, and it’ll be a short one. At 2:00 we head out to a flea market/bazaar thingy with about 100 local vendors. That should give me plenty of chances for trouble.

If I don’t get arrested, we’re also going to check out the Harley Davidson shop for some t-shirts.

Lastly, for today, I want to do a call out to Beth, Rachel, and David out in the San Francisco area. We may get a chance to meet you folks when we visit in February. But until then, make sure to take care of Izzy! She’s like the cows of India – Sacred! We love and miss her immensely.

Until the next post, Cheers!

 

Hugs and kisses to Double L.

Dave.