1:37 p.m. - 2007-08-08
Seen and heard, more
On the way home from work (yesterday afternoon to be accurate,) JG, HB and myself playing a very high-school version of vehicular cat and mouse riding up eachothers' rears and honking at eachother. I kept throwing my hands indignantly and exclaiming in mock protest at JG. It was quite the spectacle for all the other drivers! Honestly, there really aren't that many drivers at all on the roads when the pack of us are making THAT exit. And we don't do it every day. Lord, I'm apologizing ALREADY. Can you TELL that we're no real danger to th world at large?
In the women's "facilites," NO LIGHTS! To be more accurate, (wow, I am just a big, fat LIAR today! Or purveyor of inaccuracies, to be more accurate.) Then, once the bubls had been replaced, operating-room bright lights. Just the conditions under which I know I want to relieve myself all day.
On line at the grocery store, the cashier commented briefly to the man in front of me about looking hot. (And not pretty hot and tempting hott, actual heat-inspired hot.) Which is, of course, the surest way to feel cooler right away. Have strangers publicly comment on how hot you look. But she wasn't done. When I stepped up to the position of importance at the front of the line, she continued to comment on the man's profuse sweating - which I hadn't noticed. AND the fact that the odor of booze was apparently leaching off of him in visible waves. Yes, I AM in fact the queen of keen observation and, no, I am in no way out of touch with the world around me and drifting around in my own little self-satisfied cloud of narcissism. I declared my shock at Sweaty Guy's apparent personal abuse via alcohol on an 100 degree/100% humidity day. Cashier Lady expounded on All Things In Moderation. We exchanged comfortably superior knowing glances. ("WE'RE certainly not lit on a week day at noon." Though the weekend is totally up for grabs.) I paid and left, solently wondering where Sweaty Guy was off to with his
hard pack of Marlboro Reds. It seemed quite obvious it was somewhere a lot more interesting than I was.
