Fried at the BBQ - day 14

Today, there was an incident. I suppose i was on too much of a high, it all had to come crashing down at some point. I went to my fave BBQ where the last time i had eaten there, it was the fifth day of 5 consecutive days of eating BBQ. It's the 5$ early bird and the corn bread. Anyways,
i stopped in excited that I (believed) i still had room on my credit card. I ordered my usual, (1/2 chicken, french fries, soup, and corn bread (2 pieces) with a pina colada. I was so ecstatic i was singing to the tunes, floating on air. At the cash, my credit card was declined. The waiter looked most unhappy but he said to come back and talk to the big boss at 4. Well, at 4 i returned, the manager was not too understanding. He said the Project feed me NY didn't interest them and an iou was not an option. Next thing, we are arguing, I'm headed for the door and he's blocking my exit. I told him to move. And he said i couldn't touch him or he would file an assault charge ( an assault charge - what are you a battered wife? Battered by the corn bread maybe) It was getting kind of crazy. I should have clued in to the police cruiser that was sitting outside that i noticed upon entry, but i didn't think to check the dining rooms. Next thing, the host is yelling and i thought he was on my side but no, out come the cops and i'm thinking run , run but i couldn't get out. They asked if i had i.d. they're obsessed with id in this town- they asked me the same thing in Hoboken for simply sitting on luggage on a sidewalk. I showed them my ID "What is this?" It was really like it's not really id (quebec drivers license). Where do you live? I said the village. "Liar" one of them called me. "You don't live in the village." "How much is the bill? "I said, 11. 63 $" "Don't you have another credit card?" "NO". "You can't leave, it's theft of services, leave your id or we lock you up". All they wanted was my id as collateral and i suppose i should have given it to them but in all the commotion i got a little confused and my understanding was that they were not going to accept an iou and they were gonna call the cops. Anyways, i gave them my id and said i would be back tomorrow to pay them and they let me go.

It's bad pr. that's all. I ate there 5 days in a row and they call the cops. What is that ?
The chicken's not the only thing that's fried at the BBQ.
Needless to say, i was emotional and traumatised by the whole event, crying my eyes out walking down 6 th avenue, thinking i moved to this stinkin town because i love it and i still don't have a job, i still really havn't made any friends, my new lust interest is banging 6 other women, (i think) and none of them include me and now the NYPD are after me.

New York's finest -

My fantasies collapse. So much for sleeping with an NYPD officer. I was hoping they would tie me up, not lock me up.


Things were going a little too well, i suppose i needed a little conflict.