I feel the need to set apart a small chunk of my day to praise the excellent service I consistently receive at the Long John Silver’s nearest my apartment.  I generally visit this fine establishment a little bit after the dinner rush, seeking to obtain a much needed meal to fulfill my hunger.  The employees there are always friendly, and never take themselves too seriously.  Generally, a group of two to three of them can be found smoking (pot?) near the dumpster in the rear of their building.  After smiling to them I head inside and order a number 8, plus four shrimp added on.  I generally receive three chicken planks, and more than four shrimp (this time I got six).  Also, the employees at this LJS never skimp on the crispies (the small bits of fried batter that came off of the chicken during its time in the fryer).  As a long time proponent of Long John Silver’s (and congestive heart failure), I have been known to consume the crispies left over after a satisfying meal.  This truly does add to the experience.

As my meal came to a close tonight, I searched desperately for a comment card of some sorts.  All I was able to find was a homeless looking man who had removed his dentures to enjoy a fine supper.  As a result, I decided I would instead document my quality experience on my blog instead.