We had another "plumber's meeting" this morning, but this time, it wasn't my doing. My boss asked us to go with him and a few other high-ranking people, so of course we didn't argue. We went to this mom-and-pop restaurant located in an old train depot called "Doug & Emmy's." They had this thing they called a "scone," but it wasn't like any scone I've ever had. It was like one big solid funnel cake, and they served it with honey butter, and it was the most delicious thing I've ever put in my mouth. The added bonus came when Evette, our waitress, was taking our plates and told us a family in the restaurant already paid for our food to thank us for our service to our country. That's the kind of thing that just really touches you.
The afternoon followed tradition at the batting cages. This time, though, there was actually someone else there. This girl was hitting balls in the "Baseball - Fast" cage, while we were over in the "Softball - Slow" cage. It was a little humbling, but we didn't care. We were just there to kill time. But you know what? I bet when the squadron softball tournament comes along next month, everyone's going to be saying, "Gee, those plumbers sure can hit the ball!"
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