So, as evident by this post, I did indeed survive the big race on Saturday. Survive is a loose term at the moment as I am sitting here wondering how many days it will be before I stand, much less walk without grimacing. I’ll be back with more details on the run, but for now I am just going to lay here and try to cut through the lingering pain with some happy pills otherwise known as another round of Fails. Been saving this up for a while now and decided it was time to release them in the inglorious spotlight for laughter, shame and dare I say mockery to those who had a hand in their creation. Yes, folks, it is time to call it like I see it.
Leading off this parade of misfits is Gadsen, AL. Noccalula Falls has become one of our favorite places to stop on our bird migration trips down to Dauphin Island. There is a nice campground nearby, the falls are lovely and best of all, there is an awesome set of biking/running trails to get some training runs in during the trip. There is also a pizza joint near the falls that has become a lock for at least one of our meals during the stay called Blackstone Pizza. Our visit this year came with a side of ..well, sideways.

I am not referring to the bright pink hair of the waitress, I couldn’t care less about individual choices on clothing, hair etc. If you are trying to get a rise out of me for some form of self-validation then you’ll have to wait for the next person. No, what I found quite hilarious is the menu orientation. You will see this theme throughout this post – it isn’t so much its existence, rather the number of individuals who clearly saw it and convinced themselves there was either not an issue or someone else’s problem and thus never addressed. You might want to think about your hiring practices.

There are plenty more fails on the way, simply hit the jump to bask in the fail army glory.
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