Monday, May 30, 2005

No Cinnamon For Me, Thanks

i swung by walgreen's this afternoon for a few "essentials." apparently, a smoothie maker was "essential," but i am powerless in the face of the "as seen on tv" aisle. anyway, as i was walking thru the parking lot on my way into to the store, i saw a shuttle bus from one of the local senior citizen homes. i knew there would be more than a few old folks in the store, but nothing could have prepared me for what i saw take place in the vitamin aisle.

i came upon this conversation between a very eldery caucasian man (customer) and an eldery asian man (employee). obviously, they were both a little hard of hearing, because this conversation was loud enough for me to hear clearly from the other end of the aisle.

Customer - "WHERE ARE THE ENEMAS?"

Employee - "CINNAMON?"

Customer - "NO! ENEMAS!"

Employee - "CINNAMON? YOU WANT CINNAMON?"

Customer - "ENEMAS! ENEMAS! WHERE ARE THE ENEMAS!!!"

Employee - "OH! ENEMAS! YOU WANT ENEMAS!"

Customer - "YES! ENEMAS!"

Employee - "AISLE NINE. ENEMAS ON AISLE NINE."

Customer - "AISLE FIVE?"

Employee - "NO! NINE!"

i have never heard the word 'enema' so many times in such a short period of time and i never want to again. for some strange reason, i am also pretty sure i will not be using cinnamon for quite awhile, either.