d.s.m.
Well-Known Member
I see this young woman making her way up the sidewalk, carrying a shiny plastic patio chair and something that looks like one of those giant tins of popcorn that cheap companies give to employees at Christmas, the one that usually has three flavors inside separated buy thin cardboard, you know the one.
Anyway, as she gets closer I can see that she's a little impaired. She's having trouble keeping it on the sidewalk, and keeps skittering onto lawns and then almost out to the gutter, and then centering again. And she's carrying the chair with one arm, and the thing in the other, but her arms must be getting tired because she stops a few times to switch arms, and when she stops she puts the chair down, puts the thing in the chair, then uses the back of the chair to lean on and get her bearings. Then she grabs her things and moves on a little further. I just stood and watched this until she had passed and was too far up the street to see anymore.
I was going to say something, like "Hey, where'd you get the chair?" seeing as how it most likely came from one of my neighbor's yards, but I didn't. I'd just had a little hash, and the whole thing was so surreal, it just wasn't my place to do anything but witness this odd spectacle. She never saw me.
And besides, who the fuck am I? It could have been her chair.
Anyway, as she gets closer I can see that she's a little impaired. She's having trouble keeping it on the sidewalk, and keeps skittering onto lawns and then almost out to the gutter, and then centering again. And she's carrying the chair with one arm, and the thing in the other, but her arms must be getting tired because she stops a few times to switch arms, and when she stops she puts the chair down, puts the thing in the chair, then uses the back of the chair to lean on and get her bearings. Then she grabs her things and moves on a little further. I just stood and watched this until she had passed and was too far up the street to see anymore.
I was going to say something, like "Hey, where'd you get the chair?" seeing as how it most likely came from one of my neighbor's yards, but I didn't. I'd just had a little hash, and the whole thing was so surreal, it just wasn't my place to do anything but witness this odd spectacle. She never saw me.
And besides, who the fuck am I? It could have been her chair.