Too Little, Too Late

Last week at work I was asked to seat a deaf couple. I was extremely surprised to find that the man that I was seating was none other than 'Cajun Bob.' Well, it wasn't actually 'Cajun,' but it looked just like him. If it is possible to go deaf in a matter of weeks, it very well could have been him. Maybe our anger driven encounter last month had something to do with him going deaf. Maybe he just forgot his miracle ear®. Maybe he was just pretending so that he could continue his angry, anti-DiVall tirade. Whatever the reason, I swear I saw 'Cajun Bob.' If it wasn't Cajun Bob, it was 'Cajun Bob's Brother.'