I've recently moved back to Cleveland to go back to school. My mom has a job at a grocery store, I'm there buying for for the week. At first, I only see processed and frozen foods, but discover a huge room of fresh produce near the back of the store. I can't find much stuff I want, there's a lot of cabbage everywhere. All the produce is placed directly on the cement floor. I pick up some apples, but they have soft mushy spots on them. I pick up some fresh baked bread but it crumbles in my hands as I try to put it in a plastic bag.
I explore the store more and find maze like hallways of what appear to be abandoned windowless offices. I have to step over where someone has peed on the wall. I can't find my way back into the store, so turn the other way, thinking I'll eventually exit the building and be able to reenter the store through the parking lot.
I emerge in an overgrown field. I'm on some sort of sleigh or wagon as I make my way towards the parking lot. I have to climb a huge pile of produce - mostly cabbage - to get down from the field, which is higher than the lot. The produce is laid out symmetrically and I knock over prism-shaped piles of peanuts and hope no one minds. I pause at the top and look out over a girls softball game being played below. A batter hits an easily fieldable ball, so poor, she doesn't even try tom make it to first base, but the first base player and pitcher fumble it around and although they do tag the base the umpire says the ball is still in play. The crowd groans at this awful call and I yell out "ASSHOLE!" Everyone laughs.
I make it back into the store, knowing by now I'm going to be late for class. I quickly find something to eat and wonder how much of a discount I'll get because my mom works there, but I'm told at the checkout that she's gone home for the day and they have no idea who I am.
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