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29 September 2008 : Important things

Today, I had what was maybe the best ever conversation with one of the randoms downtown. It was pure chance, really, because I tend to avoid the randoms whenever I can, lest I be entrapped by another charming gold-toothed gentleman calling me Mama who insists that I slow down to accommodate his bum leg, and rewards my patience with his phone number, email address, and myspace address.

This particular random, however, was legitimately in CVS, holding a mostly legitimate gallon jug of some random, nuclear green juice drink that she apparently meant to buy.

I waited, so she could get in line before me. It's a thing I do.

This small kindness caught her attention, and instead of taking her place in line, she vultured in on me. "Do you have fifty cents?"

I handed her a dollar out of my pocket. Sometimes its easy. I found myself wondering the green juice drink was in fact worth fifty cents or less. Still eyeing me as we stepped into line, her hand clenched around my dollar, she said, "Can you go through menopause early?"

I looked at her. Mid twenties, probably. Normal looking.

"Yeah, you can, but it's rare."

She nodded. "I have hot and cold flashes. Yeah, I think it's menopause."

End conversation.

Maybe I should stop avoiding randoms. Just a thought.


posted by lindsay at 17:42 ::



1 Comments:

Definitely avoid the green juice drink.

By Blogger Frank Charlemagne, at 7:10 PM  

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