Thursday, September 22, 2005

 

WARM Saturday

Last Saturday at the fairgrounds, I was hot and in a bad mood and tired and just felt really icky. I walked up to a vendor selling food and drinks, gave him a pitiful look and just said ...

"Drink?"

He rattled off what all they had.

"Sprite?" I asked.

He asked what size I wanted.

"Large." I requested.

Apparently, the large cups were plastic and came in several pretty colors. He asked me what color I wanted.

"Blue." I pointed at the cup.

He gave me the total. Four dollars for the large soda. I handed my money and asked him ...

"Twenty?" Yes, he had change for a twenty dollar bill.

He handed me back my change, and gave me my large blue cup of Sprite. I started eagerly slurping up the cool wet substance, smiled and said ...

"Thanks!" and wandered off.

Isnt communication wonderful??

Comments:
Soooooo you don't blog for awhile and say that it's cause you've been busy with life stuff. And you post about an encounter with a stranger. yeah, really fast paced life there, E.. ;)

Maybe you should post more about your super groovy friend who you talk to on the phone for hours. yeah! ;)
 
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