Bless you, Patricia!

August 4th, 2009

Tonight I stopped at the supermarket at 8pm, trying to dash through and grab some things for dinner. I was running late, feeling frazzled, wishing I were already home and in my pajamas. So one bottle of wine, one bottle of sparkling water, one avocado, one tub of salsa, 2 baking potatoes, 2 cartons of Greek yogurt, 2 cartons of blueberries, 1 copy 0f Yoga Journal, 2 tomatoes and 1 jar of mustard later, I got in the the checkout line…and waited. And waited. And waited. Because the cashier, whose name tag told me she was Patricia, was taking her time and looking up a bunch of items and chatting with the customer ahead of me. And I was fuming inside. When it was finally my turn, “Good Times” by Chic started playing on the sound system and Patricia was dancing and punching the keys and bagging my stuff and dancing. And I started remembering the good times that song brought back, and I started dancing in place and Patricia laughed and I laughed and the tight-lipped guy with one item behind me almost, almost smiled. Suddenly it didn’t matter that I had a bunch of weird, expensive, unrelated stuff in my cart, that I was going to have a late dinner or that I’d had a day of family problems that were probably ultimately unsolvable by me. Patricia had a long drive ahead of her after she got off work, standing on her feet all day, and yet she was dancing. Could I do otherwise?

7 Responses to “Bless you, Patricia!”

  1. Sheila says:

    Oh, this little scene is PRICELESS! YAY, you for sharing it! And hopefully, you'll dance some more before hitting the sheets! Two thumbs up!

  2. magpie says:

    wonderful vignette.
    once again the power of music soothes the savage breast…

  3. Allegra Smith says:

    Sounds like a very balanced diet to me, then again I am not the person I would call for advice 🙂
    And yes, a little bit of music can work magic when the spirit is frazzled and one is truly hoping the last nerve won't go.

  4. Leticia says:


  5. seastararts says:

    music in our souls to remind us to enjoy life and all the crap it slings at us.

  6. Lesli...Austin and Ryan's Mom says:

    Sometimes it is hard to recognize a blissful moment. I think the key to happiness is knowing when you are in one. Sounds like you do! Good for you!

  7. jules says:

    I totally feel this! And can visualize it! Glad you were able to cheer up!