The Costco Headshot

Spent time at Costco replacing a lost card. Tired, overheated, some diatribe on the tip of my tongue.

“Stand way-way back,” a clerk directs.

I give her my best “let’s get this over smile.”
She gives me a contemplative sigh.

“You seem so happy. Are you always like this?”

“No, I say… Hmm “Yes.”

I grin. She snaps the photo.

“Oh, it’s so pretty.”

I walk up to the desk and take a glance.

“Really? I look like a Rorschach blot.”

“What?” She asks confused before adding. “You have a calm…what do you call it around you?”
“Aura?”

“Yes, Aura.”

I choke down my laughter. If she likes my foul mood, my good must be very very good. Lol