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Monday, May 22, 2006

Restaurant Stories Continued: A Dare is Done!


I did a dare at a Portland restaurant, The Rusty Pelican, where I worked in 1981. I had had a few “pops” after working a rare lunch shift with another waiter/friend down the street from the RP. The discussion of a waitress I liked came up and he dared me to do something to get here attention. As luck would have it she was working the “front section” that night. I took the dare because ultimately I thought I would get the waitresses attention and the few glasses of liquid courage/stupidity ensured I would do something worth getting noticed.

The Front Section of the restaurant are the tables with a view. The tables are in front of floor to ceiling windows overlooking the Willamette River and Mt. St. Helen. Between the Front Section windows and the river runs a 5 ft wide paved walking trail. Adjacent to the restaurant is an office building with covered parking.
This is where my dare started.

I parked my car there and pulled my bike out of the back. I pulled on knit cap as my only disguise. I slipped off my running shorts and t-shirt. Then I rode gloriously nude past the dining patrons and the waitress facing me on the aforementioned paved walkway. I turned around at the far end of the building and did an encore, waving as I went by! I was gone before anyone could react.

The stories of the “streaking bicyclist” circulated through the restaurant for days. No one’s ever known it was me. My friend didn’t believe I did it, only saying it was a coincidence. Several weeks later the waitress and I started going out. I never told her for fear of being viewed as a creep. I just wonder how many patrons had their dinner ruined by my ride? Hopefully, more laughed.

2 Comments:

Blogger JamaicanQueen said...

Where do you live? Because over here you would have frozen your ass to the seat!! LMAO

2:48 PM  
Blogger September said...

LOL - you are one crazy kid! Streaking was big in the 70s but I had never heard of a streakin bicyclist! :)

4:06 PM  

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