Friday, March 4, 2011

Hello loyal fans! Loyal fans of which I know there is one, but I have a secret internal fantasy that many many people are reading this, like all the people who were secretly listening to the radio show in Pump Up the Volume, and I am teaching a generation of kids to talk hard! OK, no, not really. And did any one read that out loud when they wrote that? Talk Hard! What the hell does that mean?
I take long breaks between my blogs, don't I?
Today while leaving Target, a guy with a clip board wearing a beanie walked up to me and said "You're a winner". Being deaf as I am, I said "What?" and again he said, "You're a winner." "Oh" say I, then "Thank you" and then he asks 'Are you a voter in San Diego" and I say "Sorry, I'm not" and he says "OK, but you are still a winner". Normally I don't like to be approached by people under any circumstance, unless I know them. I really don't like it outside of grocery stores, or I suppose Target would be a general store, since now you can get groceries there as well as clothes and home things. But, while I was in the store I had a moment where I forgot why I was there and what I was looking for. It really bothered me. It is a bad feeling to really not know what you were doing when you are out in public. I mean, in your house if you forgot why you went in to the kitchen, you can go to your room to figure it out. Or your favorite comfy chair. At work, you can go back to your desk and fiddle with you favorite cubicle toy till you remember. When you are out in public, in a store that is arranged like all other stores of that ilk, so you start to forget what store you are actually in, and then you don't remember what you are doing, there is a risk of not remembering where your car is, and then what. You could be trapped in Target forever! No, not really, because I have a cell phone, and even though Charles was in rehearsal and had his phone off, I could call any number of people to tell me, you are at Target stupid, your car is outside in the parking lot. But, I made it through the fog, remembered everything I was supposed to buy, and as I was leaving, had a total stranger verbally confirm how I was feeling. I am a winner.

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