Walking 2.
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He threw down and stubbed it out. He liked the black bitter taste in the back of his mouth.
The air was cooling down further which pleased him. He urged towards the Safeway ahead, smelling the fresh cooking from a Chinese restaurant nearby.
But he just wanted chips...chips and onion dip.
When he was a child he was often alone on weekends. No idea where his parents were, but they were not there. So he ate what he ate, all 6 feet and 110 pounds of what he was. So he ate fun stuff. He really liked to eat chips...big Scudder ribbed ones with onion dip all afternoon long and watch movies.
Now he was suddenly 42 and had been alone for a lot of weekends and I guess he just wanted those same chips and dip.
He entered the Safeway and was greeted by a short Chinese man. "Hellow!" he hailed. "Can I gelp you find anything?"
"Er, no." he said. Whatever they pay these folks it is not enough, he thought silently.
He grabbed a bag of chips off the end aisle, then another as they were two for one.
In the cooled aisle he found onion dip on sale.
He thought about some special catfood for the kitty...then thought about the line.
Fuck the cat.
As usual he cruised the vegetable section as if he might someday buy something.
Then he saw her.
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck...
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3 comments:
i'm now eating chips and onion dip thanks to you....he sees her...he's freaking out! can't wait to see what he does.
I have a sudden craving for chips, goddammit.
ask my husband, if i could i'd eat chips and salsa every day for every meal.
i hate it when people working at stores i walk into accost me and ask if they can help me. it makes me want to turn right around and leave. i guess it is just their job, and i am probably sort of crazy.
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