Friday, July 15, 2011

Dunkin' Donuts and Kettleers

The Dunkin' Donuts in our little town is always full of interesting people. Munchkins and mild coffee attract fans from across all social strata. Everyone from LandRover driving I-Bankers to LandRover driving local cops to fisherman to pasty software engineers turn up for the same fix. This year, the guy manning the counter is unusually chatty and well-spoken. He's downright loquacious and eloquent. This morning I asked him if he was going to get out to enjoy the weather (top ten day today: warm, breezy, and no humidity). "No, but I go to a baseball game almost every night, so I can't really complain. I write the game summaries for the Cotuit Kettleers and whatever I feel like writing on their blog."  His blog is titled "Living the Dream" and he told me that the pay is so paltry he has to work a full week at Dunkies in order to be able to stay capeside for the summer. Despite staying inside on days like today, he seems pretty thrilled. I'm not sure if he did it intentionally, but he couldn't have chosen a better side job. He will likely meet half the county of Barnstable at that Quags.* For a guy looking to make it in media (dream job is writing for ESPN), meeting people and making an impression is a big deal.  Writing every single day for the summer doesn't hurt either.

*Quagonut == Donut in family slang. Hence Dunkin' Donuts == Dunkin' Quagonuts, or Quags for short. Like Rock 'n Roll, Quagonut might once have been quite vulgar, but now it is as pure as a powered jelly donut.

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