West Coast Trip April 2010 - Day 19

Nineteen days is one of the amounts of time that I like to travel. Well, three weeks, actually, but who is counting? Oh, right, I am. Anyway, this was my last day. I was trying to keep my mind on the fun I was hoping to have at the Nashville store and not the 9 hour drive I had afterwards through the dark of the night to get home.

The drive from Brownsville TN to Nashville was a zippy two hours. I had had a few communications from a manager named Dani who I had not met on my previous visits to the Nashville, FS.

Have I mentioned that I really hate to pay for parking. I just find something inherently wrong with the notion. There aren't a lot of options around the Nashville Saucer. A large lot behind the building is exorbitant, and I parked there reluctantly. As I was walking in, there was a sign about $3 and parking. I thought that it was $3 off the parking fee. Turns out that, yippee, it is a flat rate parking fee of $3 for patrons! That brightened my mood considerably.

I took two laps around the Saucer looking for an appropriate Augustus seating situation. I ended up on another tall table which, though decent, was still not optimal. I guess, like a few of the other Saucers, I will have to keep going there until I find the perfect seat. Still, this one worked out.

One of the first people I spoke to was the MOD who happened to be the very Dani with whom I had been communicating!



(Dani is on the left and Drea my server is on the right - as one looks at the picture)

She had told me that their top knurd also wasn't coming in that much, but that the one server who still worked there would be starting her shift that afternoon. I had already mentally decided to stay until she came.

I had a fun server named Drea who was very knowledgeable and obviously an old hand. Katie, who was working her second or maybe third shift took the time to chat a little. I also met the great bartender, Holly, who is, sadly, planning a move to Florida!



(Holly on the left, Katie on the right)

A couple other servers were also gracious enough to come chat, sign my calendar and pose for a picture.





Eventually the calendar model came over, signed the calendar and refused to take a picture. What the heck was that? Honestly, if I had known that she wasn't going to take a picture, I wouldn't have asked her to sign the calendar. A signature without a picture is fairly useless, in my opinion. And since it is my calendar, my opinion counts for a lot. :)

I got some food to go, and Drea also provided me with a cup of water to take on the road.

It was a loooong drive. Which I survived. Arriving home, finally, around 3 in the morning.