Saturday, April 10, 2010

Resolve Carpet Stain Remover

I try to vary it up when purchasing things at CVS pharmacy, which happens about every other day. Today, it was a combo of Resolve Triple OXI Advanced Carpet Stain Remover, a pack of Marlboro 27's, 10$ headphones, and a cheap fan for the apartment. That was this morning. The conversation behind me, at the cash register, follows (between Mother and Young boy/son) Boy: Mom, I want a Redbull Mother: Not until your in college. Absolutely not. Boy: Why college? Mother: You can have a Redbull in college, when you're cramming for final exams. Boy: (sigh) . . . (not understanding the words 'college' or 'exam') Cashier: (Black, young woman, two piercings above lip (in that strange 'no-mans-land' of the face) Do you have a CVS card? I've been to this particular CVS many times, and have had this particular cashier many times--each time the answer is the same--"no" Anyway, after this I drove home, and once again the tail-pipe of my car was rattling against my back wheel. Had to pull over, detach tail-pipe in Burger King parking lot, move into trunk, and drive home. These little conversations and events make up everyone's experiences, as well as mine, and everyone notices with a passing glance as they continue on. At a red light, the car infront of mine konked out as it ran out of gas. The emergency lights were put on, and he stepped out of his car, as the light turned green. He looked into the sky. He looked at me. He tilted his head and looked at the car behind me. Realizing no one was going to help him-- realizing the code of self-propulsion, the idea that all systems are self-sufficient-- the man waved ongoing cars by, and concentrated himself separate from the traffic.

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