At lunch today, Clayton and I took a detour and stopped by the local Staples office supply store. Clayton wanted to purchase a new Palm Pilot handheld. As we are waiting in line to checkout Clayton taps me on the shoulder and tells me that a young woman has just entered the store with a python wrapped around her shoulders.
I turn to find her. But she has walked down into the aisles. After only a short wait however, she reappears towards the front of the store. She's of average height and weight - slightly auburn hair in a more "Big Texas Hair" kind of way...and a 7' green spotted python wrapped twice around her shoulders. Walking in a "you can't ignore the big snake" kind of way around the store.
I told Clayton that nothing screams "Look at me!" than a 7' snake.
It just goes to the mind the previous mental conversations before leaving the house:
"Should I - or should I not - wear the snake?"
"Would it clash with what I'm wearing?"
"Can I look less like an exotic dancer/stripper/insert your fancy here while wearing the snake?"
"Do I know anyone willing to wrestle the thing if I inadvertently scare it and it decides to go for full strength stranglehold?"
The mind boggles.
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