I awakened this morning with a strange desire. I rolled over in my bed and my first thought was “I wonder what time the chicken shack opens up”. I hadn’t had anything from the chicken shack since I was a kid but for some unknown reason I had my heart, mind and taste buds set on a six piece chicken liver dinner with gravy, biscuits, fries and an ice-cold coke. So I set up in my bed, prayed to the Lord Almighty and grabbed my laptop to see what time the chicken shack opened. They opened up at 9:00 am, woohoo! So I waited and waited and waited. Even though they opened at 9:00 am I didn’t want to be the first in line for some chicken livers. I mean, I don’t want to seem greedy, I do have standards y’know, so I decided to get there at 9:15 am.
I drove up to the chicken shack and realize there were two other people ahead of me. Great! I’m not the only greedy person wanting fried chicken products at 9:00am. There are others! So I pull up to the menu and wait to be asked what I wanted and was greeted by a woman with a raspy country voice demanding that I “pull on round”, so I did. Once I pulled up to the window I saw a rather tall lady with a golden tooth and jehri curl. I was a little perplexed as I had not seen a golden tooth and a jheri curl in ages, but I didn’t want to stare so as she began to ask me “what chu want teet”, I looked away and looked at the side menu and said, with joy and excitement in my heart, “I’d like a 6 piece chicken liver dinner please”. What she said next changed everything. I mean, how could I go through the day with this news. She said “we ain’t got no mo livers mayum”. I said “excuse me. As she repeated that disheartening phrase I got a good glimpse at the bottom row of her teeth and It was not a pretty sight.
I couldn’t believe what I’d just seen so I asked her to repeat what she said and made sure I took a good hard look at her while she spoke. The bottom row of her teeth were a tragedy. They were a multicolored mess containing specks of black, brown, gold, yellow,green and red ground in between her teeth and the gum line. The only white I saw were on the tips of her teeth. My mood suddenly changed. I was thoroughly and completely grossed out and disgusted. I was no longer disappointed that the chicken shack was out of chicken livers. As a matter of fact I was elated they were out and hoped the store would close for the day. I no longer had an appetite for chicken livers and happily drove home where I prepared myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and an ice-cold glass of water.
I couldn’t even finish my sandwich because images of her teeth were dancing in my head as I tried to take a bite out of my food.