This is why rednecks are sketchy

If you don’t go to Sonic America’s Drive-In every so often, you’re missing out. In fact, I’m not sure why you’re reading this blog then. You’re obviously completely out of the loop and away from all forms of communication. Unfortunately, my local Sonic is kind of pathetic. They have a drive-through, so that’s nice, but other than that they don’t really have it together. They constantly get orders wrong, they take longer than most Sonics, and they are next to this sketchy little area. And in that sketchy little area is where some huge scandal is probably taking place.

I frequent that Sonic a lot, so I know what goes down. There’s this unnamed area next door that is fairly boarded up and always has a flashing “Open” sign. I have never seen anyone really park to go in this place, nor have I ever seen anyone that looks like they might work there. Maggie was actually the one to point it out to me. I’d never given it a second thought, because the strip next to it seems to have some businesses. 

The following video was taken around two weeks ago. It was the first time we had actually ever witnessed someone go in this place, well actually, two men. They were pretty country from the looks of it. They drove a big white pick-up, wore hunting jackets with the leafy-camo, and had working boots on. The whole time we were at the Sonic, we never saw any lights go on or anyone come out. So we’re assuming they went into the “spa”—as it is advertised—and had some time of appointment. This is where things get sketchy:

So if you’ve read my This is why I won’t give my number out to rednecks, linked here, then you know I use the term “Redneck” pretty loosely. Really in Texas anyone could be a hick; rednecks tend to be slightly trashier, I guess. I don’t know, I’m not an expert. But these guys seemed like the epitome of redneck. The thing that doesn’t work is why would they be going into a spa? Most country guys are manly men and to walk in two at a time? Not to pile on stereotypes, but that just doesn’t add up. 

For Maggie and me, it is all the proof we need that something darker is going on. But we’ll never know. I mean, I’ll probably go back to that Sonic, but who knows if I’ll ever see anyone go in there again. It’ll probably be one of those mysteries that stands the test of time and is never solved, much like the Dingo story.