Friday, November 20, 2009

Story Time

Well, October is over, kiddies, and that heralds my ungraceful return to the internet. Sure, there's stuff happening in November; my folks are coming into town for Thanksgiving, and Bruce Campbell is coming in the same week for his new movie My Name is Bruce. But it's just not the same without Halloween's crisp chill in the air. (Not that I need Halloween to be excited by Bruce, but you know what I mean. Mmmm... Bruce Campbell...)

So, to take my mind off the passing of last month, I'll share with you all a little story. I just told someone this story again tonight, after not having though of it for years, and it delighted me so much, I just wanted to tell it again.

Let me take you back to North Carolina... college... a land and time far, far away...

I was somewhere between the ages of 18 and 20, and I was shopping at Target for a picture frame.

As I studied various frames, I noticed out of the corner of my eye, a middle aged man in a wheelchair rolling past one end of the aisle. A couple minutes later, he rolled past the other end of the aisle. It occurred to me that maybe he was contemplating the easiest way to get into the narrow aisle with me standing there.

As I turned to leave, hoping to give the man room, he wheeled his way into the aisle, and slowly approached me. I tried to flatten myself against the shelves, hoping he would have room to pass without feeling awkward.

As I stood there, he rolled slowly up to me, I thought, trying to maneuver around me carefully.

Instead, he stopped right in front of me.

He looked up.

He gave two excited thumbs up.

And he said, with a giant grin, "Great chest!!"

Then he hurriedly rolled away.


I was so startled, I actually said thank you.


(Originally posted on November 8th, 2008)

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