The random ramblings of a wanna-be author.

Last night, I was working with Audry and Lexie. Later, Ryan came in, not surprising as he tends to follow Audry everywhere and if she's working, he'll come in at least once.

Ryan keeps to himself all shift. If he's working, he's always cooking, so he'll hide in the kitchen - even if we've only had like six orders all night - and won't say a word. He stalked Audry to the point the past several months to the point that she refuses to work with him and I always do.

Anyway.

Last night we were working and Ryan came in. He ordered food, then went in back and made it while Audry hid from him. After he made his food, he went out into the lobby and took his time eating it in one of the booths along the back wall, well out of sight of any of the cameras.

A little later, while I was in the back, cleaning the grill, Ryan asked Lexie a question. She couldn't understand him, so she had him repeat. This time, she heard him, or she thought that she did. What she heard was, "Is it all right if I read my math book?" Bewildered, she said yes then came in the back.

"Sam, Ryan just asked me if he could read his math book...that's odd even for him."

A little while later, Audry, who was still trying to avoid Ryan, decided that she wanted a blizzard, but didn't know what kind. So, we went up front to look at the menu and Ryan's sitting there in the same booth that he was earlier, CLEANING A RIFLE.

We didn't know what to do. Finally, after the lady from the salon next door and a couple other people came in, ordered, stared at Ryan the entire time and left, Audry kicked him out. "Ryan it has to go in your trunk, you're scaring people."

"Oh...well can I clean my little one?"

"Just leave 'em in your car and get out of here."

So, he made a blizzard and left.

The rest of us traded looks. "Call Mike?"

"Why didn't we do it before?"

"I don't know."

So we called Mike and about gave him a heart attack. Apparently, Ryan can get arrested just for having the gun on the street and he brought it in to a Dairy Queen!

We should have called the cops, but we were too confused to do much of anything, and it wasn't like he had any bullets or anything with him, he just wanted to clean it.

And I have to work with him tonight!

True story, Honestly!