My weekend trip to the grocery store was especially rewarding today. Not only because I got all of our bottles recycled, and not just because I popped over to the deli before finding Keri and purchased for myself a single link sausage for 25 cents, not because at Trader Joe's I went to the sample section and got a bite of lemon poppyseed cupcake and half of a strawberry and the cutest little miniature cup of coffee. Are you tired yet of me listing all the reasons it wasn't rewarding?
Well, to be honest all of these reasons did add to my level of satisfaction, but the real treat was when I was leaving the Trader Joe's. A smile crosses my face just remembering the treat I'm about to reveal.
As I was approaching our car to leave, an older gentleman was walking up to the sidewalk. His truck was parked kinda caddy whom pus right next to our car. As I waited for him to get to the side walk, I noticed he was wearing suspenders and Levi's button fly jeans, except his jean would have more appropriately been called unbuttoned fly jeans. I leaned in as he passed and informed him that his britches were undone. Without missing a beat he stopped walking long enough to quickly retorted, "Ya know my brother says, What can't get up, can't get out" and then he just kept on walkin'.
As we pulled away and laughed at his comment, I thought to myself, man I can't wait 'til the day when I don't give a damn what people think. I am getting closer.
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