they fixed him with their eyes
and he met each
and every one of
their eyes which screamed Violated
and Who the fuck do you think you are
despite the religious necklaces at their gullets which were worn more like chokers(and someday
might actually accomplish the feat)
Thank you ladies
on the other side of the Cherries of Scylla Charybdis and whomever the third
was
nearly out the end of the aisle safely out of earshot
his girlfriend chided him that he rarely verbally assault fat men in his
riffs because there were plenty of fat men
to go around too
I dont disagree theres a number
of fat men of fat people in America who probably prefer the PC obese oh boy
though nothing about me is PC but
youll have to agree with me Id
assume that fat men dont congregate they aint like fat women like H-two-O
she screwed up her face
two
atoms of hydrogen one atom of oxygen
threesomes
and if you consider it every fat man weve ever come upon in the
grocery store has kept his cart and
himself to one side of the aisle or the
other
Theyre aware theyre in an
aisle and by logic Ill ascribe them that theyre also aware even accidentally they might be in someones way though only momentarily so
she ran it through her head of their experiences
-- I have to give you that
-- Thank you
Theyre
courtesy fat men
Its not like anyone can
obscure or deny that theyre fat is it
No
And fat no matter
is the correct adjective
If you dont want to be called
fat dont be fat
-- Some people arent well
-- And likely unwell because their fat their weight isnt helping the equation
I
know people wholly use illness
as
an excuse to be fat
Fat dont happen in the snap of
fingers
Does it
-- No
that exchange took
them out to the front aisle of the store before the Check-Outs across from swollen endcaps and impromptu
tables set-up with sweets on them
impossible to miss as
planned the last gauntlet of spontaneous
temptation
they went hard left towards the
Produce at the aisles end
some fresh vegetables were the
last of their purchase to acquire
he wasnt distracted by
anything not by any want-of for the
necessary-things he was there for
she however
was unlike him(opposites do attract) and occasionally starstruck and
dazzled and nearly childlike in her disappointment when she heeled to gasped
and entertain some particular stock that caught her fancy
and whatever it was in hand
shed turn from the faced shelves only to find him at the far end of the
aisle patiently waiting for her to
replace the item and continue their shopping
mutely indicating pointing in the
direction he was about to disappear into
holding his hand like a pistol jabbing a couple three times(into a
gangsters back shoving the braced or
wrists-tied vic into a forest off Frosts less traveled road in his other hand a short spade to dig a
shallow grave)
when they garnered their
vegetables having already acquired their
Sale and couponed items in their
ever-diminishing handheld basket(another corporate ploy --
attempting the psychology to embarrass their shopper --
that shopper who is made uncomfortable by wheeling up to the Cashier
with but a few items in their huge wheeling cart --
whose items look inconsolably at one another trying very hard sympathetically to share in their buyers frugality yet visually mocking them -- Do
you see how cheap I am Do you see how
lazy I am pushing around a nearly empty
cart and of course the ploy of the
baskets pushed by every human being in the store into the ever-narrowing aisles
and the ever-fattening men and women clogging its arteries --
forcing obstructions -- and the obstacles placed in their ways to
overcome -- slowing everyones egress and exit from the
store --
making the thing of a quickstop
breezing-through to exist only in the shoppers mind -- the
paths have been mined -- tall cardboard displays placed in aisles to
impede traffic -- a pair of orange cones on the linoleum floor at
either end of where something was accidentally dropped broken and spilled -- or
was it -- and is still Dangerously Wet --
pass at your own peril -- you drop and hurt yourself --
those cones are Management telling you
Its on you No lawsuit baby -- and
the Danger clearly demarcated is surveiled by the stores cameras recording for insurance purposes and to mitigate thief --
which he had sympathy for -- there had been more than several times he
entered a supermarket and liberated slices of bread and packaged meat and had
himself a clandestine sandwich as he walked through the store and then out
again after a few quaffs of cold milk from a quart and a handful of nuts from a
convenient easy-opening tin -- it was a phase)
having finally made the Check-Out
they were stoked
they damn near worked an obscene
choreography between them from him
handing off items from inside the basket
to her savagely snatching them out of his hands or despoiling his methodology too anxious to get out of Dodge wanting to grab some herself speed up the
process him feigning forward to let her
have at them then suddenly reeling back
with it amid peals of their laughter
who EVER
laughs in a grocery line
she held a pen between her sharp
white teeth and fingered a nearly completed check in her back pocket at her rump
-- Can you get that for me she asked
he grabbed a handful of ass
Nice
How bout the check
-- Oops
-- As if you didnt see it
-- Distracted I was Much too nice an ass to avoid the temptation Theres a lot of it around here
Temptation
that is
besides there were no children in the line nor
within earshot
and then with all the items lurching and staggering
down the conveyer they became more
stoked as cash melted off
the register the slithering paper receipt by the
resourcefulness of their hot coupons and taking full advantage of the in-store
Sales
they would save 57% when the final
tally was made
they didnt know that then
with the work done they actually
enjoyed and bathed in the music playing over the PA
drifting down onto them like a shimmering mist refreshing cool rain on a bright sunlit day or
feathery snowflakes hushing down through a stark black sky
she stood across from the cashier
entering their savings-code and waiting to write their check
he stood at the end of Check-Out
and worked the conveyer belt to bring their items to him so he could bag them
in the bags she purchased
“Our house is a very very fine
house with two cats in the yard life used to be so hard” played over them
they looked at one another smiling
acknowledging Crosby Stills Nash and Youngs Our House much like their house
they were nearly escaped
the PA music was interrupted frankly by a pleasant voice for a change
not the usual shrill command or demand of someone
pleasant
maybe also caught up in the vibe and lyrics of the song
Attention Meat Department 201 Meat Department 201
as he bagged their foodstuff he
laughed to himself at the quiet announcement
his mind
calculating reeling with the greed of
laughter
Meat Department 201
as she completed their
transaction taking up the duplicate check
the receipt from the cashiers hand
capping the ball point pen
walking down towards him at the foot of the cashier counter he grabbed the two colorful vinyl bags by
their straps
-- Did you want help with
those
she
subtly interrupted him
-- No thanks love Ive got them
she smiled
over the PA interrupting the
ending of Our House Meat Department 201
she said
-- Are you sure you dont want me to take
those Sounds like youre wanted elsewhere
Meat Department 201
-- Damn You preempted me
-- As if I couldnt see that coming
-- Damn
Well then here you take these
bags
When
Meats needed who am I to deny their call
Cant believe they knew I was here
-- No you take the bags and get to the car Thats me coming over the PA
Id like to be coming elsewhere
his eyebrows disappeared
somewhere into his hairline
hustling out to the car in his
head he heard Zappas What Kind of Girls Do You Think We Are?** as he trailed her watching a pair of puppies playful playing in her
pants
YEOW
1614, Twosday,
9 6. 15
1610, Day-between-Two-Ts, 10 6.
15
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