Jun 7
Working in retail can be a real problem for someone with my limited funds and unlimited wants.
This is never so clear to me as when I’m running the register. So many products! My wants seem to multiply as the day goes on. “How is it that I’ve never seen this item? What aisle is this on? Oh, that’s nice!”
I spent a chunk of my day off yesterday cleaning out the “kid’s closet”. My district is having a yard sale on Saturday to raise money for Easter Seals, so I decided this was a good time to let go of some things.
The kids of the “kid’s closet” are my two nephews, who are now 13 and nearly 17 years old. When they were little boys, I worked at a toy store; I figure that’s enough said, you can imagine the rest (it’s a big closet). They spent a fair amount of time with me back then, but that was before they needed cable and the internet to stay entertained. Back then, they were happy with a movie marathon and a marble maze.
So this is what happened last night:
I went to a cookout at my sister and brother-in-law’s house. Happy Birthday, Steve!
I stopped by the grocery store on my way home.
I came home.
I brought myself, my purse and my work bag into the house.
I let Louis out.
I headed back out to get the groceries.
I then proceeded to mow the lawn as my frozen vegetables melted in the back seat.
I was wearing my one good pair of work shoes and the “fancy for me” new shirt I still haven’t paid for.
I mowed half the yard before I lost the light.
I accidentally left the car window down, which reminded me what I was supposed to be doing.
I got the groceries before they turned into mush and yet another example of money well wasted.
I went inside, dripping sweat and nearly dripping groceries.
I should have mowed the lawn two weeks ago, or on any of the subsequent 14 days.
I chose to mow the lawn while on my way out the to the car to get the groceries.
I don’t know why.
Some things just defy logic.
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In preparation for the next Query, I’ve been asking people this question about Art: “What do you think is more important, the perception of the audience, or the intent of the artist?” (Click here to see what people said.)
Yesterday, I posted a poem and asked readers to interpret its meaning. I know what the poet intended, but I can personally think of at least three different possible interpretations. In past discussions, some have said they don’t have a clue what it’s about, but they just don’t like it. Not because they can’t figure it out, but specifically because it makes them uncomfortable.
So let me rephrase the original question: is it enough to elicit any response, or does it have to be the right response? continue reading…
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