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
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