When I mentioned to Cindy that I was going to west Knoxville to run a few errands, she decided she wanted to go with me. Well, good, I thought.
But the reality is that a man can go shopping and return home with the goods in 1/4 the time it takes a woman. It is a phenomenon I have observed thousands of times over the years. I have concluded it is a genetic thing because that is the only way I can understand it. Women find it desirable to touch everything. And women also talk to everyone. It was these two traits that turned my planned one hour trip into a four hour ordeal.
I have also noticed that women pay attention to detail when they venture forth into the shopping world, while men are like horses with blinders. When I come home from a trip to anywhere, Cindy asks me questions about whom I met or what I saw. I never notice anything or anyone, so I am never able to tell her anything at all about my trip.
Cindy always runs into folks she knows from her past. It is uncanny. Today, for example, we are sitting at a stop light. She looked to her right at a car turning into a gas station and shouts in an excited tone, Look! There's Mike!
It turns out that Mike is an old boyfriend whom she has not seen in decades. Part of the reason she knew it was him is because he still drives the same 1984 Cadillac that belonged to his mother when Cindy was dating him.
Cindy seemed to be quite smitten by the sight of her old beau and his old car. Must've brought back some pleasant memories? As I accelerated at warp speed through the green light, it occurred to me that Cindy seemed a little too enthusiastic about the near encounter with this old flame.
I asked her about that. She said, "Oh, no...not at all. It's just that you two are very much alike."
So now, as I ponder all of this, there are more questions than answers. Too funny. But, I do wonder what her reaction would have been if our roles had been reversed.....hmmmmmm......... :)