Late Night Dining
After a DJ gig one night, I drove to a local Burger King, one in which the lobby stays open 24 hours. I noticed a small car entering the drive-thru. I think it was a Honda. Hell, I don’t know cars.
The car pulled out of the drive-thru and pulled up to me.
Inside was Alex, a young Latino I recognized from my nights at Little Fish-Huge Pond. He doesn’t speak much. Yet, he’s always friendly. Being a sound expert, he once gave me pointers on the system I use at Little Fish.
I invited him to eat with me.
Sometimes after a gig, I used to either eat at Denny’s or Steak-N-Shake. Now, I mostly eat at 24 hour, fast food restaurants. Versus Denny’s and Steak-N-Shake, fewer people go to fast food joints at night. Many years of listening to drunk people in Denny’s and Steak-N-Shake has worked on my last nerves. Some drunk people have even disturbed me when I was trying to read. Also, I don’t have to tip a waitress in a fast food joint.
At our table, Alex asked did I have another job besides my DJ gigs.
“This is it,” I said. “After close to 14 years, Wal-Mart fired me for tardiness. Never was written up for it. Yet, I got fired. All I do now is DJ.”
Through conversation, I found out Alex was a Puerto Rican from New Jersey. If I remember it right, with family, he moved here to Florida in his teens. Right now, he’s in his early twenties.
Also, I found out we had something in common. Both of us are night owls, explaining why I saw Alex this time of night in a Burger King drive-thru.
As we talked and ate, three more people showed up, two white dudes and a woman who looked either biracial or Latin. The two white dudes I knew. A guy with dreadlocks was Jerry. I forgot the name of the guy with short brown hair. Both I knew from Orlando and Sanford.
The dude with short brown hair asked about my traveling to Sanford and Orlando, a great distance to travel for gigs.
“When I’m in Sanford for two days, I live with relatives,” I said. “Mostly, I live in Orlando.”
Soon Alex and I finished our meals and headed for the exit.
It’s nice to know other night owls. At least I know I ain’t the only freak owning a nocturnal condition.