Old Acquaintance
In the grocery story this evening, I ran into Carol, a lady with whom I worked for many years at BMG. We go back to the days when BMG was still the RCA Music Service. I worked with her on all three shifts up until 1990, then I remained in touch with her after I moved on to the office and she moved to the Returns department. The last time I saw her was in, I think, 1997. Community Cash was still open then, and that's where we saw each other. She had left BMG about a year before that because of health problems, so we discussed how she was doing then, and I let her know how much I missed her.
And then, almost a decade later, there she was in Ingles. She hadn't changed a bit. I asked her if she was a vampire or something like that, being able to look as young now as she did in 1987. We talked about how BMG slowly turned into The Pit, and how the place where she's working now is doing the same thing. I told her about my slacker status and soon-to-be student status. She told me that she didn't recognise me at first. I can understand why. The last time she saw me, I had shoulder length hair, wore no glasses, and was about 300 lbs.
We talked about the sorry state of the world and what we're going to do to protect ourselves when The Day comes. She's thinking about going in with her family to buy a large house and all of them live together. I told her that was a fantastic idea, 'cos it'd be cheaper to live together and there's safety in numbers. I told her that, when it happens, Aunt Tudi and I may go over to Tim's place. He's always told me that, when The Day comes, I'm more than welcome to come over, pick up a gun, and take a window. And I will. Since he has an arsenal, I think we'd be safe for a while.
When I mentioned Timothy, Carol got all misty and proclaimed that he was the best supervisor she'd ever had. I told her I agreed. I wonder if he realises how many lives he's touched in such a positive way. Knowing Tim, he probably has no idea whatsoever.
And then, almost a decade later, there she was in Ingles. She hadn't changed a bit. I asked her if she was a vampire or something like that, being able to look as young now as she did in 1987. We talked about how BMG slowly turned into The Pit, and how the place where she's working now is doing the same thing. I told her about my slacker status and soon-to-be student status. She told me that she didn't recognise me at first. I can understand why. The last time she saw me, I had shoulder length hair, wore no glasses, and was about 300 lbs.
We talked about the sorry state of the world and what we're going to do to protect ourselves when The Day comes. She's thinking about going in with her family to buy a large house and all of them live together. I told her that was a fantastic idea, 'cos it'd be cheaper to live together and there's safety in numbers. I told her that, when it happens, Aunt Tudi and I may go over to Tim's place. He's always told me that, when The Day comes, I'm more than welcome to come over, pick up a gun, and take a window. And I will. Since he has an arsenal, I think we'd be safe for a while.
When I mentioned Timothy, Carol got all misty and proclaimed that he was the best supervisor she'd ever had. I told her I agreed. I wonder if he realises how many lives he's touched in such a positive way. Knowing Tim, he probably has no idea whatsoever.