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The people at Tijuana Flats at 8 PM on Valentine’s Day

For those of you who don’t live in Florida (or parts of Indiana, North Carolina, Pennsylvania, or Virginia), Tijuana Flats is a great little Tex-Mex place that was started here in Central Florida.  And because the food is so good (and cheap!), the people who work there are so awesome, and the corporation is so heavily involved in the local community, I eat there quite frequently.

Last night, for Valentine’s Day, I ran out to grab some dinner at Tijuana Flats, figuring that it would be empty, much like I would expect any restaurant that’s either fast food or in that weird place between fast food and a sit-down, eat-in restaurant where you spend two hours on a meal.  I was wrong – the place was packed!  While I ate my meal, I analyzed the other guests and came up with this breakdown of everyone who was at that restaurant at 8 PM on Valentine’s Day:

Six were women who were there with other women in a sympathetic “let’s all be single together and have fun” way.

One was a mother in her 50s who was there with her lonely and, unfortunately, quite ugly, daughter in her 30s.

Five were all one family where the parents were clearly trying to get the kids full and then take them home to go to sleep so they could hump each other.

Two were attractive high school senior girls who were bemoaning the fact that boys suck and there’s nobody worth taking them out on Valentine’s Day.

Four were employees, all girls in their mid-twenties, who got stuck working on Valentine’s Day and were NOT happy to be there.

Two were men who came in wearing what looked like prison uniforms, so I can only assume that they escaped from prison and came here for a prison bitch/lover date.

Four were two different couples where the man obviously didn’t remember to make reservations anywhere in time.

One was a guy there all by himself, who ate his meal slowly, analyzed everybody else, then went home, ate a bag of Peanut Butter M&Ms, watched TV, and was in bed by 10.

25 thoughts on “The people at Tijuana Flats at 8 PM on Valentine’s Day”

  1. No no no – I prefer to believe the two couples were folks who were comfortable enough in their relationships to be able to say, “Hey honey, can we go to that AWESOME Tex-Mex place we love? I’m jonesin’ for their tacos!”

    Unless the women were glaring at the men non-stop, and making snide remarks about “some husbands who actually think ahead and make plans for Valentine’s Day that don’t involve dive Tex-Mex places.”

    But I don’t know…I wasn’t there.

  2. Mmmmm Tex-Mex… Good Tex-Mex is very hard to come by here in Montpeller, especially now that I’ve had experience of the REAL THING thanks to a British friend in London and her Mexican husband… But yeah, I love Tex-Mex food…
    Glad you had a good night – people-watching is so fun!
    I shared tomato soup and grilled cheese with my daughters (gave the cat some tuna fish for his “speshul St V’s day treet”) and we listened to a Glee CD for what seemed like hours (the girls looooooove Glee – I’m just grateful they don’t really understand some of the story lines…).
    Once the Munchkins were in bed, I ate chocolate biscuits (like I’d share those!) and worked, but I did have Beyoncé on in the background (can’t get “Halo” out of my head tonight!). Does that count as “romantic”?
    I thought this first St V’s day alone would have been harder – but in fact, it was OK. Yeah, a little male company would have been nice (I mean, beyond the cat – I’m not into zoophilia) but I don’t feel down or depressed or even any more lonely than usual.
    It’s now 6.20 am on 15 Feb, so have a Happy St Claude’s Day! (Got to love Catholic countries – every calendar has the saint’s days…).

  3. I was in bed by 9. The husband stayed up until 10 (the kids were still awake at 9, so no wink-wink-nudge-nudge, if you know what I mean. That’s what Saturday night was for).

    Perhaps some of them were refusing to celebrate it? We do. I mean, we DON’T celebrate it. It’s a hallmark holiday. Maybe it’s different when you are single, but we never, ever celebrated it. Our first valentine’s together he didn’t realize you had to make orders for flowers and drove around for two hours looking for a place and finally found a grocery store that had decent ones. When I realized what he did, I said, “You don’t ever, EVER have to do that again. Really. I don’t celebrate Valentines” and he was all, “Phew. Good.” And that was that.

    I make a nice dinner. No cards, no flowers, no jewelry. Nothing implied. I just don’t see what the big deal is. We are romantic, we love each other and we don’t need this day to prove it.

    /end rant

  4. Hey, at least you were out there on Valentine’s Day! And I’ve done the “let’s all be single” Valentine’s date with the girls. It started out with everyone having that forced kind of obligatory fun, then a couple of pitchers of strawberry margarita’s later it actually WAS fun. Until it got all bitter. And then fun again. It’s a viscious, drunken cycle.

  5. Did you get phone numbers and e-mail addresses from the high school girls?

    It doesn’t surprise me that they were packed. Local KFC’s won’t honor coupons on Mother’s Day because they already get so much business. I’m betting the Waffle House had a line out the door last night.

  6. Mmmm…M&Ms

    We were in bed by 9:00…and asleep by 9:05.
    I’m not really into Valentine’s Day, but my husband doesn’t really believe me so he always brings me flowers anyway. He says just in case I change my mind.

  7. I have to say… with the number of foursquare check ins that come from you at Tijuana Flats… I was beginning to wonder if you were working there.

    I’ll have to get there in April. There’s one right down the road from my parents. Never been.

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