I saw an old man in costco the other day, quite past his prime, advanced in years, antique. This old man was standing or wobbling near the king-size bagel crisps and kettle chips, lightly salted. He was in his underwear struggling feebly to get some pants on. As I walked pasted and caught a glimpse of his tidy whities and hairy white legs, startled I ask "is that lawful?" At my words my mother turns to look at the old man. "ooop!" she says turning away quickly. I laugh. Then she laughs asking "what is he doing" then in a whisper she inquires whether I think he had just decided to get some fresh air or if he was trying on some pants. "I hope the latter" I reply. Costco should really get some dressing rooms. Life is so strange and painfully comical. Usually we don't see it that way but it seems to me that the universe is constantly teasing us. So why not just laugh along, cause the universe surely is.
I will, fortunately for you save the strange and painfully comical intimate details of my life for my next post. Except I shall share with you that I am cursed. Boys make me sick. If I kiss any boy I am doomed to catch a cold in the very near future.
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