Idle Chit Chat

On the way home
With my kids in tow
To the all night
Supermarket we'd go


For a late night treat
that we bought each week
Our favorite pie ala mode

As an introvert
I'm not given to
talking to those I don't know
 
Except sometimes I
Just can't resist when the spirit bids
me so


As I stood in line
behind these three
little Asian guys ahead

Who were buying 
round angle food cakes and
And cigarettes unfiltered instead

Before I could zip up
My pie hole
As the register started to sing


I asked what have you
guys got planned tonight
Gonna go home and blow smoke rings
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Slaughter Avatar
August 27, 2022 at 10:49 AM
I, too, have found, of late, that I'm striking up conversations with people before or behind me in line...usually at Walmart...and/or the cashier. I think it's partially because I'm spending so much time alone due to COVID concerns that I'm getting desperate for "idle chitchat".
Rhymer Avatar
August 28, 2022 at 12:16 AM
Perhaps this pandemic has shown all of us we are indeed in the same boat ,the S.S.Humanity . We won't go into the name of the creek we found ourselves on or the absence of a means of locomotion.Seriously,I can see what you mean Jim.
Sands Avatar
April 30, 2022 at 1:16 PM
Great one Vickey. I felt like I was there, :)
Rhymer Avatar
April 30, 2022 at 1:57 PM
Thanks a bunch.
Kyser Avatar
April 25, 2022 at 5:07 AM
Cute
Rhymer Avatar
April 25, 2022 at 9:32 AM
Thanks Jeff.
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