My Instead: I was a customer for an
ice cream truck riding through the neighborhood.
This August afternoon caught me at
home, loading up my car to head to my next job. I was grabbing a bite inside, peanut
butter over the sink, when I heard the ice cream truck coming down my street. I
was on the phone with my friend Maureen when I screeched my exuberance. She
didn’t know what was going on and was ready to call 911 for me.
I raced outside to find the acoustic
origin. The van slowly made its way in front of my home and I saw the friendly
face of its female driver, Anita. I explained to her quickly about my doing
something different every day and that this was “it” for the day! She
immediately melded into my excitement.
Before I even indicated to her that
I was going to make a purchase, I asked Anita if she would take my picture by
her van. She darted out and was set to do the deed as if she had done it for
all her customers. What a trouper she was! She directed me to give her a “thumbs
up” and snapped the shot. My childlike moment frozen forever.
I graciously thanked her for her
photographic genius and then proceeded to ponder over my selection. And there
it was…a Cookies and Cream Screamer. I paid the lady, adding a dollar tip so
well-deserved. My new friend and I said our good-byes. I watched her drive
away, like a little kid observing as a best friend rides off in the distance,
moving to a different town.
My afternoon disrupted, but in such
a refreshing and memorable way. Disruption…not always a bad thing.
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