It’s been blisteringly cold here in central NJ for several days. By “cold” I mean tear-your-face-off temperatures coupled with high winds. But the last two days have been sunny enough to allow us to open our car doors, which had been frozen shut. So off we went to the Stop & Shop. Still only 18 degrees out, though.
Patty can’t stop talking about the man she saw wearing flimsy cotton shorts. Our checkout clerk–who was wearing her coat over her clerk’s smock–said, “You should see some of the people we get in here, no matter what the weather. Some guy came in the other day in his pajamas.” That day it was not only horribly cold, but also raining.
(“Shorts! He was wearing shorts!” she mutters, for about the 50th time today…)
As a sage of my acquaintance once observed, “You don’t need to go to Wal-Mart to see People of Wal-Mart.” Looks like he was right.
