you never know what will happen when you engage a stranger in a conversation. i was at the grocery. the older woman who was bagging was giving me what for because i hadn’t given her my fabric bags before she started bagging with plastic. then, when she saw my bags, she was raving about them. one was prettier than the next. when she got to the last one, she said, “oh boy, wouldn’t this make a nice bikini?” the woman checking me out ignored her. i told her that i’d love to see her in a bikini made of my bag. her response, “oh no honey. i don’t wear bikinis. my boobs would be past my knees.” then the cashier pipes in, “you’d just need to make really strong straps.”
wait, are we really talking about this 70 something year old woman making a two pieced bathing suit out of my shopping bag? i’m in heaven!
then bagger says to cashier, “you know, at my age, i tell’em (because, she evidently has a harem of men at her beck and call.) you hafta turn the lights out first.”
then to me, “i’m sure you’d look great in a bikini though.”
as i wheel away, i found my self reveling in the fact that i’m not the only person in this town with a tricky filter.
i think i just might want to be her when i grow up.