I left Alabama. I am in Georgia now.
At 3 a.m. I saw a yellow sign glowing beside the highway.
Waffle House.
I went in. The parking lot was full. At 3 a.m.
I asked the waitress when they close.
She looked at me the way you look at a child who has asked when gravity ends.
She said, "We don't close, baby."
Two things happened in that sentence.
One: I learned Waffle House has never closed. Not at night. Not on Christmas. Not during hurricanes.
Two: she called me "baby."
I am a grown man. I have a mortgage. It repaired something in me I did not know was broken.
I ordered hash browns.
She said, "Scattered, smothered, covered, chunked, diced, peppered, capped, or topped?"
I did not understand a single word in that sentence.
I said, "Yes."
She nodded and wrote it down. Apparently that was a correct answer.
Then I learned something, and I need you to know I did not invent this.
The United States government measures the strength of hurricanes by whether the Waffle House is open.
Open: the storm is fine.
Limited menu: the storm is serious.
Closed: evacuate. It is over.
This is called the Waffle House Index. FEMA uses it. FEMA. The disaster agency.
Japan built earthquake satellites. America watches a diner.
Both systems work.
At 3 a.m., the Waffle House contained: two truck drivers. A nurse still in scrubs. Four teenagers in prom clothes. One man who had clearly made several mistakes that evening. And one Japanese man with a notebook.
Nobody asked anybody why they were there.
At Waffle House, being there is the answer.
Then a man at the counter noticed my Alabama shirt. It was a gift. Long story.
He did not speak. He pointed at the shirt and shook his head slowly, the way you correct someone in church.
Then he said, quietly: "Go Dawgs."
I panicked and used the only word I own.
"Roll Tide."
Every fork in the building stopped.
The cook looked up from the eggs.
The waitress said, "Baby, no."
I understand now. Every state here has its own word. My word is from one state ago.
The man bought my waffle anyway.
He said, and I am quoting him exactly: "You didn't know. Bless your heart."
I have been told that phrase has two meanings.
I believe I received the gentle one.
I believe.
@DawgStats Well, he’s won 72% of his games and made two tournament appearances. He could fall off the planet, no doubt, but the results are quite improved when compared to the end of Stricklin’s tenure.
This might be Kirby’s best coaching job of his career. Bobo has really done a great job this season. Schumann has done an exceptional job molding this defense as the season went on.
Lastly, how can Kirk push such a strong narrative while the committee watches?
@Ludakit It won’t happen since she’ll become a private citizen, but I’d love the opportunity to continue to see how her portfolio performs once she’s out of politics.