Sunday, January 26, 2003
at 4:52 PMPut A Piece Of Cheese Down There
I expected business would be slow today, because it is
raining,
Sunday, and
the day of the Superbowl, i.e., a national holiday.
While not as crowded as yesterday, an inordinate amount of people appeared, desiring to spend money they probably do not have in order to create some artificial happiness to fill a void the rest of their daily activities leave empty.
Then I get depressed by the parents who walk in, shouldering a kid, clinging the hand of another, and ushering along several more between aisles; inevitably, the kids (all of them, at once) beg for something humongous that their parents cannot afford to give one, much less all, of them. It reminds me of what I and my siblings went through when we were wee.
