TOWH01 (Jan 13, 1996)
Summary of Receipt
26 gets a regular report about a new customer resurfacing, Mrs. Williams, and asks if anyone else wants to join and get out of the crazy weather. Oh, and there's a lot of hints about Williams' identity.
Transcript
RECEIPT #001
FILED UNDER: DINER-TOWH
DATE: 1/13/96
EMPLOYEE #26
Howzit everyone? Crazy, crazy world these days. But if anyone’s interested in taking a trip out of this mess, we just got a hit on the message board. It’s a Mrs. customer out in the Big Sky Country. Mrs. Williams. She’s a nasty piece of work from what I’ve been able to find, but nothing too serious. Some of our patrons were trying to serve her a cup of their own coffee blend. But I guess they must’ve spilled it or burnt it or something like that, and now they need us to bring her a fresh cup straight from the Cafe and Diner.
Here’s what you need to know about Mrs. Williams. She loves chicken. Absolutely mad for the stuff. I’d say she’s quite the terror of hens—and women. See, she’s been known to be extremely catty, quick to really throw off the vibes around other women and children too. And she’s a large one, at least from what our patrons said. Their words, not mine: she’s about the size of a 2-year-old heifer or a small buffalo. Though our patrons also couldn’t get that good of a look at her, so take it with a splash of creamer. I guess despite her size she’s quite agile. She must be taking yoga or something.
Name-wise, Williams is a fairly black-and-white name coming out of the Ford Benton River Press. Officially, her first name is admittedly a bit vague—so I’ll put it this way:
…she’s a capital B, if you catch my drift. Everyone knows it. Although she might have a soft side. Still, I wouldn’t want to get on her bad side. That might not end well… But if you’re gonna put an end on it at all, you might as well say it ends at Teton River.
Got it? Great. The other, more descriptive name is a bit too bold for my taste. In any case, does anyone want to tag along and get out this pupule weather?