That Time I Bought A Frozen Treat

[lumenquill]

When I lived downtown, there was a Circle K at basically the end of the street. Had to walk a couple blocks to get to it, past a bunch of my favourite stores. So, frequently, I'd go down there and get a pop or something and walk back and check out all the shops.

This one day I was having a tough day, it was my time of the month, and I wanted something sugary. So, I got up, and I marched my way to the Circle K to get their version of a watermelon Slurpee. One issue: it was also in the middle of a February blizzard.

So here I am, coming back from the Circle K totally bundled up with a MASSIVE two litre Slurpee in my hand, which thankfully was wearing a good mitten to keep warm, as snow falls all around me, unable to see more than a few meters away. As I reach the midway point, one of the shopkeepers I had befriended over the years comes out of his store, a music and video store that also sells classic games, lights his cigarette, and looks me up and down.

And he sees my puffy winter coat.

My soft knit touque.

My giant scarf bundled around my neck.

All of the snow whipping around me and covering the ground in large piles on a barely clear sidewalk.

And the frozen watermelon flavored treat in my hand.

And he doubles over laughing.

Just, howling with laughter in the snow at this entire image.

And he stops, grinning.

And then points at me and starts laughing again.

He doesn't even ask, he just continues to laugh and commends me on trekking through the blizzard for that.

Listen, I just wanted my frozen treat