A Funny Story about a Shake

I figured while I am in the closet I can post about this weekend. My parents came out with my younger brother, Jeff. It was good to see them. We didn't show my parents a lot of new things, but it was the fun to show my brother around. They came in late on Friday night. On Saturday, we went out for breakfast, showed them the Farmer's Market, and then headed back to Neal Smith Wildlife Refugee (this time the weather permitted us to walk outside more), showed Jeff DMU, went out to dinner, and then watched the hockey game. Sunday, we went to church, had a nice meal here and relaxed. We did head out to Raccoon River Park, but besides that it was a fairly low key day. Monday morning we headed out to breakfast and then they left and I went to work.

Now, you may say there is nothing funny about the weekend, but let me tell you a little story about what happened when we went out to eat at Drake Diner on Saturday night. We had all gotten some pretty good meals, but we knew to save room for their shakes/malts. Joel and I ordered a strawberry chocolate shake to spilt. Joel poured our shakes and we started to enjoy them. I got to the bottom of my cup and saw something that looked a little out of place. It didn't look like a chunk of strawberry because it wasn't red. I wondered if it was an ice cube, but that isn't a typical sight for a shake either. Here is what I found:

If you can't tell that is a bolt. Yes, there was a bolt in my shake. So, we got our waitress' attention. Don't worry we were all laughing and making jokes about it, so we weren't upset. But, we thought they should know what I had found. So, we told her about the bolt and gave it back to her. She came back to our table a few minutes later. First, she told us that our shake was free. Second, she told us that when she brought the bolt back to the kitchen, the guys were like "hey that is the piece we need to fix the machine." We got quite a good laugh out of this. Then we joked about how my dad could get rid of all the spare bolts, screws and nails in his workshop plus get free food. Haha. Joel's joke for the day is: "All in all we got screwed." Haha.

There you have it my funny story that happened to me. By the way, if you are worried. The tornado warning has passed and we are safe. There are a few more storms that are south of us, so hopefully nothing happens with those. But, we have the radar on the Internet, the weather radio from Debbi and the TV on to warn us about anything else. Here is a picture of me blogging from the closet. (Hey, blogging is keeping my mind off the storms, so I am not as nervous.)