Since it is a rainy and dreary appearing day I thought I’d
try to help someone smile by reliving a few interesting things that happened in
my life this past December. I will not mention the time Vivi and I stood in a
department for fifteen minutes waiting for a lady who said she would be “right
back,” or the other helper who told me that scarves were “right over there,” or
even the clerk who asked me if I was sure I knew what I was buying. We won’t
mention the server at Chic Filet who told me to go find a table and she would
bring me my order of grilled chicken nuggets and fruit cup. Just suffice it to
say she had disappeared from the table Vivi found for us before I could let her know I did not order
fried nuggets and fries. All these things did really happen, and I smile about
them as I think of them now; hope you will smile too.
… December
This night I am wrapping gifts. I find a big bag perfect for
one of the gifts. The bag seems to appear in my closet from nowhere. I am now
wondering if I have put that gift in a Victoria Secrets Bag, and whether it is
a tensile Christmas scene or skimpy dressed little model under my tree.
…
Always I put Braille on my to and from Christmas gifts. No
one gets to pick up their gift and shake it unless they crawl under the tree
and bring it out for me to read. This year I put two Brailed labeled gifts in
one family’s bag, not realizing the person ignored the second Braille name and
kept both gifts.
…
I was a little disappointed when I brought home two very
light pink pillowcases, until the wash when I fixed the problem by not paying
attention and added in a red shirt.
…
In that same wash I put in my black jeans which fit tight. I
thought they were my blue ones which fit just right. Oops! Well, at least I surely won’t have to iron
them.
…
I asked the waitress for more water. She sat it down in a
new glass on the table. Not realizing that she had already put a new straw in
the fresh water, I took the straw from my other glass. When I touched the glass
to drink I realized there were two straws. The next time I raised my glass to
drink, I thought it was cool that I did not have to touch the top of the glass
with my finger in order to find where my straw was; surely my mouth would hit
one of them. You guessed it, I missed both straws and my second glass of water
flowed down my shirt. There was more ice than water.
…
Vivi and I had walked flawlessly from the mall entrance to
the Apple store. Vivi had surprised me by finding the store by herself as we
had only been there twice together, the last time six months earlier. Relying
on her confident stride leaving the store, we increased our speed and whizzed
right past a lady who, if driving, would have been too far into my lane, not
looking at all where she was going. Suddenly she realized something white brushed
her leg. Her voice was as loud as a siren as she leaned toward me and screamed
close to my face. Vivi didn’t miss a beat but kept on wagging her tail as she charged
on toward the door. My tongue hurt after biting it to keep from saying
something mean to the woman. Is this how drivers feel?
…
Pepper? … in my pop corn?
…
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