Tuesday, October 19, 2010

pit & chips

It's a crisp, sunny fall afternoon. I walked 2 miles to the college where I teach a class. I'm feeling kinda 'I wish I could lay down and take a nap' while waiting for the slow elevator. Doors open. There in a strapless dress and cowboy boots staring straight forward is this young woman deliberately chomping on a bag of chips. Miss 'dirty blond, off-center haircut, ignoring/scowling/barely tolerating me with that wicked lanyard key chain around her neck' and I ride up to the 6th floor -- chomp, chomp, chomp (attitude, attitude) chomp. Written all over her aura: 'F*ing why they let these old people in here.'

Honey you made my day!!

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