And this drinking buddy had a grudge!
El Torritos, Tyson's Corner, VA, Feb, '94
And btw this guy - my thrice weekly co-worker drinking companion - was suddenly up to something all of a sudden while drinking at 'El Torritos' one night. Some karate chop thing. And he could do it! He had one of those 9th degree ...
Suddenly he was just looking for an opening. He needed just the right argument to spark it off. And it was all because I wasn't a democrat!
And Martha W. herself (it's true) had to suddenly show up one time right next to me at the bar at the Tysons Corner “El Torritos” restaurant to help me avoid the now premeditated, and probably deadly, karate chop!
"Hello", she said to me somewhat urgently, "you remember me? Hey how have you been?"
And then the tone of her voice suddenly switched to no-nonsense mode because the niceties were over -
"Don't listen to him! Just ignore everything. Like he isn't even there!"
And so I did! And it worked! Good thing!
And it should be noted, right now, that the fact that this Divine assistant (yes, Martha W. is now a Divine assistant) could not only foresee the upcoming ill-advised disaster that was brewing from wherever in the universe she was (?) but was also able to easily
APPEAR IN STRIDE
as a bar patron at just the right bar and at just the right time and in just the right guise to
SEEMLESSLY DEFLECT
the potential incursion in just the right way - if that isn't without exception the most astonishing thing that you've ever heard about in your entire life ...
YOU'RE NUTS !!!