Sonic Blast!
Tuesday, April 21st, 2009There was never, ever a dull moment when Omar was around.
We were on the New Orleans West Bank late one night with my folks. I had just bought my car the day before. Literally. I had owned it for a little over 24 hours. My mom was driving my car- at the time, it was my biggest purchase ever as an adult…or really ever for that matter. I wanted my mom and dad to see how nice it was.
Mom decided she wanted a shake from Sonic. Word. The Lord knows I can suck down a shake in no time flat. So we pull into the Sonic parking lot and Omar and I notice a small altercation between the Sonic workers and several other guys. All of them appeared to be very ‘thug-like’. Mom, however, is so set on getting her shake that she sees none of this. Then…one of the guys apparently pulled out a knife.
Omar repeatedly screamed, “He’s brandishing a knife!” Brandishing a knife?!? There’s about to be a gang fight and he uses words like ‘brandishing’?!? Regardless, Mom hears Omar screaming about a knife and tries to back out of the parking spot as quick as she can- forgetting that she still had the car in drive.
She hit the curb and the mean ole curb in turn pulled loose my front fender- again…this is the day after I bought my car. That was the only time Mom drove my car. And none of us got a shake that night either.
