Saturday, January 17, 2009

Parking Lot Pain


So I take this picture in the parking lot at Baja Fresh today. The owner of the car is looking out the window at the time, and is not pleased that I appear to be snapping pictures of his license plate.
I think to tell him he has a big string of gum attached to his tire, but he already seems a little sad, sitting there alone with his pinto beans and large soda, looking out the window at strangers.

I imagine he had a date that was supposed to be meeting him, a hard-eyed blond he picked up in the frozen foods aisle where he was stocking up on 3 for 10 dollar pot pies, but he and I know she isn't ever going to come. She's already driven her car past his in the parking lot, just moments before, and seen the gum. "Loser," she muttered, and drove on. It's just as well. She would never have understood him.

I make sympathetic eye contact with him as we walk through the door, but he swings his stumpy little legs free of the high stool and slides down, avoiding my eye. Poor, poor, little stumpy man, I say to him in my head. I feel his pain, because I am sensitive like that.

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After lunch we drive to Michael's, because my son needs sequins, doll hair and a pound of felt in order to bring Ben Franklin back to life. On the way back to the car, I see this:

I try to distract the children, because they're too young to be confronted by a scene so filled with pathos. Just like you, it is immediately clear to me what has happened.

"Let it be on your head," I murmer, "shoe repair man, who chose to hide your store way back behind the real estate office making it impossible to find, resulting in wide-spread shoe abandonment."

Somewhere out there, a tiny transvestite man has been forced to wear his pilgrim shoes.

I know.

8 comments:

Mary Moss said...

Too funny! I love your humor and your blog!

Sarah's Blogtastic Adventures said...

LOL Maybe its the woman who was supposed to meet the sad little man and she was running late to meet him and she stepped on the gum in the parking lot and fell?

Too far off base?? Yeah I thought so.

Great thoughts. I am gonna have to start looking at the parking lots for some blog inspiration!! : )

Debbie said...

Came over from Sarah's blog. This is great and I love your sense of humor.

Margo said...

Nice funny story. I'm glad I found your blog. So far, with my own blog, I find I'm only observant when I don't have my camera. but at least so far, I haven't lost my shoes.

Myraine said...

It looks like your blog has so many things to offer... Interesting and entertaining! Keep it up! Will be introducing it to my friends.

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Vic said...

Hi everyone!
Mary,
Nice to see you again!

Sarah,
No way would she sacrifice a good pair of shoes for a that guy! :)

Debbie, Margo, and Myraine,
Thanks for visiting, and the kind words!

Dr Zibbs said...

You're the Ansel Adams of the blog world.

Vic said...

Dr. Zibbs,
Thank you! I'm honored by the comparison.

(I always have been a "black and white" kinda girl...)