Downtown Lunch

Every Wednesday, some co-workers and I go out to lunch somewhere. It’s our mid-week I-have-to-get-out-of-the-office time. Many other days, I don’t take a lunch out, so it’s much needed. So today at noon three other co-workers and I went to a restaurant around the corner. As we came to the front of our building we noticed a "For Lease" sign being put up. We commented to the guy on the ladder, and he said the first floor company had moved. We laughed, thinking our second floor space might have been rented out to another group and we would be kicked out. But it seemed that our space was safe. At the restaurant, the line was out the door, so we picked option #2, down the street. The line was just as long. So, we opted for another spot even further down the street.

We had to cross the railroad tracks and as we neared them, the signal started going off and the gate came down. We hurried across the tracks just before the train sitting in the station started moving. We were hungry.

At restaurant option #3 the line wasn’t bad, so we placed our order and got our table and waited for our food. We got into conversation, dreaming up ideas of what should move into the first floor of our building. A bookstore coffeehouse sounded like perfection to me. We soon noticed the food hadn’t come yet. So, we waited and waited. I think someone lost our order. We ended up having to eat part of our lunches and take the rest back in takeout containers because we had run out of time.
Ahhhh, lunchtime in downtown....

Get me outa here for lunch!