I’d like to speak to the manager!!!

My knee is getting worse.

I’ve noticed for a couple of weeks.

But at the new restaurant no one has reference.

Last night as I was waiting for people to finish up there was a new pain.

Shooting down my leg.

It was worse when I stopped for a burrito at Taco Escobar.

Sidebar:

When I got there at midnight on a Saturday night it was packed.

There was no room to sit.

The host approached my.

Just as I finished my takeout order a bar seat open up.

I get seated and order.

30 minutes later.

My order arrives.

Twice.

The host and the bartender has both put the order in.

The bartender who I’ve met a couple of times tells me not to worry about it. Tells me to keep both orders.

I pay the check. Double the check for the tip. And leave.

Halfway up Congress street there is a homeless man. I stop in the middle of the street. Ask if he wants dinner. And gives him one of my bags.

Meanwhile my knee is throbbing.

I get to bed an hour or so later.

Fall fast asleep and around 4:30 I wake myself up moaning.

The pain is intense.

I even took a pain pill.

I’ll keep you posted about tonight.