Today I was thinking that I haven’t done much in the way of LJ posting this week. Just Runway Monday, Hump Day Happy, and Photo Friday. I can’t regret that it means life has settled down a notch or two after months of upheaval and turmoil. I like it when things at The Compound are serene (with the exception of Rex’s stitches, but that’s really Tim’s LJ domain). It has either rained or been sweltering all week, so I haven’t felt like getting out much, plus I don’t feel quite the same compulsion when my camera is with Nikon instead of with me.
Tonight, however, I had to run a couple of errands, including to Walgreen’s. As I pulled up, I noticed a pair of red high heels on the trunk of the car next to me. I really wished for my camera as I was walking inside. When I returned, they were still there. I remembered that I could use my cell phone camera, even though every photo I take with it is crap. Still, I snapped this photo.
Not entirely happy–it’s hard getting used to a new phone–I decided to take another. That’s when I spied a cute blonde walking out of Walgreen’s. She didn’t seem to be heading for that car, but I stepped back just in case. She clicked her key chain and the car lights flashed.
Here’s our conversation:
Me: Is this your car?
Her: (slowly) Yeeees. (starts to open door)
Me: (pointing to back of car) Are those your red high heels?
Her: (gasp) OHMYGOD, thank you! They’re not mine, but she’d have KILLED me if I lost them. (tosses shoes in back seat, then gets stricken look on her face) SHIT! I wonder what else I set on the back of the trunk?!? I gotta go!
Me: Good luck!
This would make a wonderful writing exercise!
Who is the driver? Who is “she”? What’s their relationship?
What is the significance of those red high heels?
And what ELSE might have fallen off that car?
The possibilities are endless!
LOL!
Thinking like a writer, you are. =)
(Uh, talking like Yoda, I am.)
ha!
how strange…but so interesting…
It does make my mind go wandering off into various possible scenarios, like gaedhal said.
…SHIT! I wonder what else I set on the back of the trunk?!? I gotta go!
Would be interesting if “she” was on the back of the trunk…and the only thing remaining were her pumps.
LOL. I really wanted to stealth-follow the chick and watch her brake to pick up articles of clothing. I probably would have done that if I’d had my Nikon.