Monday, July 9, 2007

I Have Now Officially Seen It All

So there I was in my car, waiting innocently on line to use one of the bank's drive-up windows when I saw her in the car next to me.

Her windows were open. Her radio was blaring oldies from one of central NJ's FM stations. The faint scent of tobacco wafted across on a hot, humid breeze. Just another average middle-aged woman biding her time while she waited her turn at the drive-up window.

Wait. What's going on? She's leaning forward, peering at herself in her rear view mirror. Her face is contorted. She lifts her hand and sunlight bounces off a slender metal object in her fingers.


She's plucking chin hairs with a pair of tweezers.

In public. In broad daylight. While I watched.

I thought I'd seen it all the day the kilt-clad bagpipe player materialized in front of me outside of King Kullen in West Islip but I hadn't.

Now I have.

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Anonymous Carol said...

Don't you just hate wasting time!

July 10, 2007 5:40 AM  
Anonymous KaliAmanda said...

Eeeew! Maybe she's related to the guy that was using the buzzing, tiny electric shaver on the subway. I still regret not saying what I was thinking at the time. ("Dude, that's the tiniest dildo I've ever seen!")

July 10, 2007 8:29 PM  
Anonymous Barbara Bretton said...

I remember when it was considered tacky to apply lipstick in public! Good grief, what next????

July 11, 2007 8:30 AM  
Anonymous Barbara said...

That is just not right! Plucking anything, or putting on makeup, or anything like that just has no business being done in a car, by anyone. Thanks so much for putting that image into my head.

July 11, 2007 4:00 PM  
Anonymous Barbara Bretton said...

Barbara, I'm still having nightmares!

July 11, 2007 7:46 PM  

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