We had endured two or three of the hottest days of the year, literally. Then the cold front moved in. The next morning I stopped at Alco to check out an item they had advertised in their flyer. (Not suitable, as it turns out.) Anyway, as I entered the store, a rather large fellow, fiftyish, wearing a t-shirt and bib overalls walked through the door just ahead of me.As I exited the building several minutes later I saw the same man opening his truck door. When he spotted me he closed the door and came over to me and said, "Is there a Goodwill store in this town?"
"No," I replied. "But we do have a used merchandise store called "Second Blessing" right down town.
"Do they sell clothing?" he asked. "I need a jacket; I am freezing to death."
"They do, but they don't open until noon."
"Well, I better go back in here then. Thanks." And he walked back toward the store.
It was sunny 60o, 10:40 a.m. I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt.
7 comments:
Okay, I agree with the man. Sixty degrees is jacket weather.
Must have been the bib overalls.
In Haiti, they put sweaters on the babies at 74- it's all your perspective (and blood thickness and enzymes)
Short sleeves and 60 - yeah maybe a light jacket...Freezing to death - I'm thinking maybe the guy was exaggerating a bit - he was obviously a Summer sort of guy...
Sixty degrees and he's cold?!
Bwa ha ha ha ha!! This makes the woman in Minnesota laugh.
:-)
Pearl
I'd be freezing, too!
Vee, seriously?
Chuck, oh, yeah; the bibs would make a difference.
Sharkey, and this is true: different coats for different folks.
Grace, he would have been an extreme summer sort of guy.
Pearl, yes, you would get a laugh from that. You are welcome.
Shelly, perspective; and what we are used to. See: Minnesota vs. Texas. (I'm from the Land Between.)
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