The other day I was getting some slammin’ mods on my ride, and I decided to eat at El Rey while I waited. I’d never been there, but it looked interesting. Plus, I accidentally locked myself out of my apartment, so my original plan of walking home for something to eat didn’t work out.
El Rey was pretty good. It would have been better if I hadn’t eaten in days, because the burrito I got was frickin’ huge. I ate a little less than a third of it.
So now that the product pitch is over, the weirdest part of lunch was while I ate over at the little park on 4th and Main, by the Joplin Globe. As I sat and ate, this odd fellow on an adjacent bench blatantly stared at me almost the entire time. Twice he walked over and asked me what time it was. It was much more humorous than it was creepy.
I also saw a crazy-looking woman pushing an empty wheelchair around the park. She put a pack of cigarettes in it, but other than the she just kept pushing it around empty, and finally left, pushing it down the street. I was confused.
Another thing that confused me is that a reporter came out of the Globe and walked straight to me, then asked me a question for the “Man On the Street” series, and I had literally no idea what the heck he was talking about, which made me think that perhaps it’s time I get a working television set.
The lesson of the story is that I needed a friend there to help me eat the burrito, to be someone sane to talk to, and to field random questions from reporters about things I’ve heard of.
Your pregnant sister is very interested in WHERE you bought this huge burrito?? I’ve never heard of El Rey. I’ve also never heard of “Man on the street”, so don’t feel bad.
El Rey, on about 2nd or 3rd and Main.
Dude look at your bony hand it’s funny.
By the way I would have loved to have been there to help with the crazy people. Can you imagine how much fun I would have had with that?