So I was having lunch the other day with my son at Longhorn Steakhouse. Everything seemed to be normal. I ordinarily don’t “do lunch” but I had the afternoon off due to a quirk in scheduling, and my son was home from college. So we did what any two normal men would do when we were hungry. We went out to eat. (Ordering pizza could have been an answer as well–you can give yourself a point if you thought that was what I was going to say. Either way, WE WERE NOT COOKING.)
But as I unwrapped my silverware from the napkin, I crossed over into the Twilight Zone. (cue music)
My knife and fork had some kind of strange attraction for each other. They were difficult to separate. At first, I suspected they may have been glued together by dried food, and while that may be gross to consider, it would help explain why I could drag my fork around my plate using my knife.
The utensils appeared to be magnetized!
Not me, and not Longhorn Steak House. But you get the idea.
It does not take much to amuse me, nor does it take much to send my mind wandering off to left field. Better grab a Snickers . . . we may be here for awhile.
Why are my utensils magnetic? Even the steak knife that arrived with my meal could perform these feats of magnetic prestidigitation. I have eaten out quite a bit in my life, and I have never noticed this phenomenon before.
Is this restaurant located on top of some weird magnetic vortex in the earth?
Is there an alien ship buried beneath this restaurant?
Is there a convergence of the Force here?
I sense something, a presence I’ve not felt since… the last time I was in the presence of my old master.
Does anyone else see this? Is it the silverware . . . or me?
What kind of black magic is this?!?!
My curiosity could not be controlled, and ultimately, I had to ask the waitress when she brought our check. Her answer, though, was rather anti-climatic and extraordinarily mundane. There was no vortex. No alien spacecraft. Darth Vader has not been here. I believe he prefers Texas Roadhouse anyway, but don’t quote me on that.
Instead, the restaurant uses magnetized silverware and special garbage can lids that are magnetic to prevent their precious utensils from being accidentally thrown away.
A magnetic vortex or aliens would have been more fun!
Alas, I have violated the first rule of magicians . . . never reveal your secret!
But now you know! (Don’t tell anyone!)
And if you already knew this . . .
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