This all happened at the local Wally World, particularly the Subway located therein, as I was picking up a sammich for lunch at work tomorrow.
Right in front of me in line was an older woman with an even older woman in a wheelchair. As I approached the counter to order, the older woman told me "My arthritis is acting up again. If it snows tomorrow I'm blaming you."
Me:
Older woman pointed at the Birkenstock sandal-clad feet peeking out from the frayed hems of my jeans and asked me "Sandals? In this weather? Aren't your feet cold?"
Me: I'm fine, thanks.
Seriously, it's almost 60 degrees outside! Lots of people are going out in shorts and flip flops. Can't a guy feel the wind between his toes for the first time in months without drawing the attention of some Confused Clarabell?
But that wasn't all. Older woman was trying to order food for the even older woman, who turned out to be her mother, and was getting frustrated because mother could only make noises vaguely resembling words, but none I could discern. "Dammit mother, what do you want already? These are cookies. Do you want a cookie? Would you like that? Then tell her (the girl behind the counter) what you want!"
At the cash register, mother evidently decided she wanted a soda. "Ah hell mother, you told me you weren't even thirsty! Now you want a soda! All right, fine!"
Soda was produced and given to the older woman, who then gave it to mom. "And don't you drop it!"
The two of them went someplace into the dining area as I picked up and paid for my sammich. Walking out the door, I heard a plop-splash. "GOD DAMMIT. WHAT DID I JUST TELL YOU!" as I beat feet out the door.
Right in front of me in line was an older woman with an even older woman in a wheelchair. As I approached the counter to order, the older woman told me "My arthritis is acting up again. If it snows tomorrow I'm blaming you."
Me:
Older woman pointed at the Birkenstock sandal-clad feet peeking out from the frayed hems of my jeans and asked me "Sandals? In this weather? Aren't your feet cold?"
Me: I'm fine, thanks.
Seriously, it's almost 60 degrees outside! Lots of people are going out in shorts and flip flops. Can't a guy feel the wind between his toes for the first time in months without drawing the attention of some Confused Clarabell?
But that wasn't all. Older woman was trying to order food for the even older woman, who turned out to be her mother, and was getting frustrated because mother could only make noises vaguely resembling words, but none I could discern. "Dammit mother, what do you want already? These are cookies. Do you want a cookie? Would you like that? Then tell her (the girl behind the counter) what you want!"
At the cash register, mother evidently decided she wanted a soda. "Ah hell mother, you told me you weren't even thirsty! Now you want a soda! All right, fine!"
Soda was produced and given to the older woman, who then gave it to mom. "And don't you drop it!"
The two of them went someplace into the dining area as I picked up and paid for my sammich. Walking out the door, I heard a plop-splash. "GOD DAMMIT. WHAT DID I JUST TELL YOU!" as I beat feet out the door.
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