Class Acts

Well, you can put a sport coat on the unsophisticated but it's just a sports coat... As I walked toward the valet desk last night to get our car to head to dinner I noticed a dapper dressed pair of couples heading toward the same spot. Obviously dressed for a night out (though it was about 4:45). Anyway, I let them beat me to the valet since I was in no rush. The two mustache'd men had on sport coats. Not nice ones, in my humble opinion, but probably a Macy's purchase about 10-15 years ago. Just fine for a night out in Hawaii as they were sort of colorful. The one guy's was a light light purple; a reasonable color choice for the islands but the fabric looked worn. Anyway, the valet, being VERY generous, complimented the guy on his coat. His classy wife overheard this and loudly said, "I heard him say something about your coat... did he tell you were dressed like a gay?" Where are these people from that talk like that? Surprisingly they did not have southern accents. Anyway, I was embarrased for our society as her word selection compounded her poor choice in speaking what was in her pee brain.

The night improved as we headed to Lahiana and went to Compadres. I haven't been to a Compadres since I went to the one in Napa in about 1998 after a day of wine tasting. I sat at the bar with Roscoe and some other friends, drinking margaritas and watching the King's lose to the Jazz in the playoffs. The ride home to SacTown was very quick that night. Anyway, last night was dollar taco night at the bar at Compadres. If you were wondering where ANY of the trades workers were last night, on the whole island of Maui, they were at Compadres for dollar tacos and dollar Coronas! I mean literally every single painter, cement layer, etc... was there and of course a few ladies looking to meet the aforementioned group. My dinner was surprisingly good.

This morning Kitty Kat wanted a good breakfast but it was too late to drive up to the Gazebo again so we decided to walk to the Hyatt as we have stayed there a few times and know they put out a nice spread. They have this $30 breakfast buffet (actually only $27.95) so what the hell let's go big! I can't get my money's worth like the old days. I remember in college hitting the Sizzler all you can eat shrimp, paying for one order, and then sharing it. We really fooled those Sizzler workers with our stealth like sharing! Anyway, no sharing today. First I called to make a reservation. I asked if I could make a reservation. The woman replied by asking who I was and I told her. She said, "no, we don't take reservations." Obviously someone is staying at the hotel that CAN make a reservation at breakfast. Anyway, we walk over there and had a funny conversation with the woman at the check in desk at the Swan Court restaurant:

She: What room are you in?
Me: We aren't staying at your hotel on this trip.
She: What hotel are you staying at?
Me: A different one.
She: Well, which one?
Me: A different one.
She: Well, which different one?

Ok, is it just me or if I am about to drop $100+ for breakfast I don't want to deeply cross examined. Accept my f'ing answer and sit me down so I can start macking on your buffet!

She: The Marriott?
Me: Yes, fine, the Marriott.
She: Thank you and your name?
Me: Mr. Smith.

I frankly was very bummed I didn't come up with someone more cleavar than that as I was Mr. Smith the whole meal. As you can imagine Mr. Fletch, Mr. Truman, Mr. Underhill, etc... would have been much funnier.

Ok, so I tried to get my money's worth by not wasting space with the scrambeled eggs or potatos. I did a big pile of lox on an onion bagel and a made to order omlette. I then went back for about a whole pineapple in round two. All that, plus my usual 5 or 6 iced teas and I was full. Probably didn't get my thirty bucks worth but did my best!

Have had a fun filled day by the pool and are now chilling for a while.

Not a great picture but here's a picture of the sports coat guys.

peace out.