It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time Again. This week’s prompt is ‘reservation.” Linda Hill says we can use it any way we want. (I love the smell of freedom.) If you would like to join our merry band visit Linda’s blog and read how. Here is the link.
Reservation by John W. Howell © 2018.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“Who you talking to?”
“I’m on hold. I’m sort of ranting to the wind.”
“There’s no wind in the house.”
“Don’t start on me. I’m on this stupid call to make a reservation, and I’m on hold.”
“That’s pretty normal isn’t it?”
“You would think that if a restaurant requires reservations, they would have enough people to handle the calls.”
“You probably got the guy who washes the dishes at this hour.”
“What do you mean? Three o’clock is after lunch and before dinner. There should be nothing to do but answer the frickin phone.”
“Getting a little worked up I see.”
“Oh shut up. Wait the line stopped that stupid music. Oh yes, thank you for taking my call. I would like to make a reservation for Saturday night. Uh…This Saturday night. Yes, I will hold.”
“The old route you to the end of the line hold.”
“Stop. He said another call was coming in and would I mind holding.”
“Of course another call. A big rich guy who will take the last Saturday night reservation.”
“Yes, hello. That’s okay I don’t mind holding.”
“What was that?”
“He put me on hold again. Another call.”
“Good grief. Do yourself a favor and hang up.”
“No way. This is the best new restaurant in town. I’m not giving up.”
“Suit yourself.”
“Oh hi. Yes, I’m still here. Sure.”
“On hold again right?”
“He mumbled something about the kitchen. I think this is the owner.”
“Well, la de da. You are being snubbed by the owner no less.”
“Yes, that’s correct. This Saturday. Why are you laughing? No kidding. Okay, put me down for then. That is Sammy at two one zero, five five five, one two one two. Thank you. Goodbye.”
“What was that all about.”
“Nothing.”
“Come on. What time do we eat?”
“Seven o’clock. Best seat in the house.”
“Wow, I’m impressed. I heard it takes a year to get a reservation.”
“Ours is in twenty-twenty. Excuse me I have to go and mark the calendar.”
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That place better be great for that long a wait. 😁
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I would say. 😀
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Ah well, time to build up an appetite.
Hugs
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The positive side, David. Thanks.
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haha, I was thinking along the same lines, John. The word immediately brought to mind a very old joke about a newlywed saying that they make dinner every night – they are responsible for picking up the phone and making the reservations.
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LOL. Good one. Thanks, GP.
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I hope they aren’t too hungry. Happy Saturday, John!
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Happy Saturday, to you, Jill. *sung to the tune of Kodachrome by Paul Simon.
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Too funny, John. I didn’t expect the 2020 twist. Have a great day, with plenty of laughter. 😀
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You as well, Gwen. 😀
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They’ll be part of a chain by 2020, John. I hope you enjoy the Big Mac this week 😉
Very nicely done. You touched a nerve with the being put back on hold so they can take another call – drives me crazy.
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I also love the delayed announcement. “Due to high volume we are experienceing call delays. Please be patient as we are busy helping other customers (more imprtant than you). Your call will be answered in the order in which it was received.” (it was received right now! damn it)
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Ha ha – if you’re experiencing high volume, call in another operator!
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Too easy maybe.
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Ha ha! Les us hope the restaurant is still standing… mind you, if their reservations are booked two years ahead…
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Right, Dale. Might have to have a Big Mac back up.
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😁
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Hahaha! I hope they’re still open in two years.
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Amazingly that can almost be a real scenario around Dallas on a Friday and Saturday night.
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I can just imagine. Thanks, Jan
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Good thing they didn’t ask for a deposit, John!
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I know right? Thanks, John
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Ha! After all that I hope they also have suitably snobby waiters. Some people seem to think those are two requirements for a good restaurant. The third requirement being small meals that cost a paycheck.
I think I’ll just pop a Stouffer’s in the microwave. 😉 Mega hugs!
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It is the kind of place you have to go to McD’s before or after to fill up.
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Thanks for the laugh. Another fun read!!
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Glad you enjoyed it, J.
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Haha! That’s pretty much spot on! I hope they keep that calendar handy. . .
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Maybe spray pint the date on the dining room wall.
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Spray paint might be overkill John. Sharpie? Yeah . . I’ve done the Sharpie on the kitchen cabinet in a pinch. I paid for it so I was allowed . . .
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I’m a fiction writer don’t forget. Spray paint (pint) would be a statement and conversation piece. Let’s say purple on white. Of course a sharpie would work too.
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And you are ALL about making statements. 😉
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True. 😀
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Hope you had a fab day Boss!
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Outstanding.
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As always, great dialogue! Your mind comes up with great dialogues… I dub you, ‘KING OF DIALOGUE’! ♥♥♥
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*kneels and accepts the broadsword to each shoulder. Thanks your highness.
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Sounds about right. Appleby’s again.
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Ha ha ha. Good one. 😀
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Haha! 🙂
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😀
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