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WOTD: Crowded

Today’s Word of the Day is CROWDED.

Crowded is an adjective which means ‘a space or area full of people, leaving little or no room for movement; packed close’.

Examples of how this word is used will be found throughout the story below:

The reason I chose to start with this word was because today I took a trip to a place many of you may be familiar with – Costco.

To start this off – I love Costco. There are many benefits to having a membership and also love what the stores in my area offer. I am not complaining about the company. I am complaining about the crowds of people that think they are the only ones worthy to be in the store and forget that respect and personal space exist. (Any of you have this problem when at a wholesale store or just me?)

Now, I’ve been to wholesales stores in the past. When I lived in Thunder Bay we would travel over the border to buy our stuff in Duluth and visit the Sam’s Club while we were there. We would fill our house with toilet paper, paper towels, value packs of chicken stuffing, Old El Paso taco kits, and much much more.

Since moving to Southern Ontario we didn’t think we would need to indulge in wholesale deals. We were doing fine going to the local grocers or the farmers market… but low and behold we got ourselves a membership. Specially, Mr. Canuck got us a membership. 🙂

I think we got the membership because people at Mr. Canuck’s work always spoke of the deals they got from Costco on the weekend, or we would hear about it at my father’s place when we would go over for dinner. I understood the desire to get a deal… deal hunting and discount lovers are scattered throughout my family tree. So, honestly, I’m surprised it took 8 months to get a membership.

Anyways, we decided to check out the Costco near by to see what offers they had and instantly remembered why we didn’t go to wholesale stores all the time.

You remember the deals… you don’t remember the crowds.

It was packed tight. Crowded – some would say – like discounted canned sardines (aisle 12).

The parking lot was a nightmare with people waddling down the middle of the road in front of your car or people standing in the middle of the road carrying on conversations. There were shopping carts taking up parking spaces and other people who parked their car in two spaces because one just wasn’t enough. When inside people were zipping around with carts, running people over without a care. Babies were screaming, old people were causing traffic jams in the aisles, and even two women started fighting over a discount pumpkin pie. Okay… maybe not fighting… more like a strongly worded debate over pumpkin pie. It was madness I tell you… a scene out of Mad Max but instead of cars they were shopping carts.

Silly us, we didn’t grab a cart so we were dodging people with our arms full of the items were wanted to buy. My insides were in a ball, my pulse was racing, and I was starting to get disoriented because no matter which way I turned there was no way out between the towering shelves of wholesale goods and the walls of bumper-car-shopping-carts.

After twenty minutes Mr. Canuck and I escaped with a large Caesar salad, two bags of bagels, a bag of crispy onions, and thankfully our lives.

I liked the discounts. I loved the deals and the amount you get… but I hated the crowds of people that made it difficult to be the nice, friendly Canadians our nation is known for. Next time I will have to know what I’m going into that store for and go alone so I don’t keep worrying about misplacing my partner somewhere in the store.

Procrastination & Distractions

I sit on this kitchen chair at my makeshift desk that seconds as my kitchen table in front of the second hand computer that is more powerful than any other piece of technology I’ve ever owned. My feet are falling asleep inclined on another chair as my headset is sitting on my head. Part of me wonders why I have my headset on my head… I’m not listening to anything but I guess it is more out of habit than anything else.

I take a deep breath, stare at this large screen and glance apathetically up on the three tabs open on my internet bar. One is this post. The other two open to files that are being edited by my editor. There is a sinking feeling in my stomach… one I get when I know I should be doing something productive but instead everything inside me is telling me to do the opposite.

Facebook could have an update. Your friends could be talking about Pokemon Go and you could be missing out. Come on, that one major part of your childhood – the first thing that taught you how to be a fan. I contemplate for a moment knowing all too well I have little self restraint and open another tab to my Facebook a moment later.

Hitting refresh three times in a row, doesn’t cause any major changes. I have friends who got the game and are somehow gym leaders now, while others are cursing their cellphones for not having enough space with all their selfies and food pics. I just sigh, close the tab and go back to staring at this blog.

Maybe some music would help? It has been a while since I used YouTube for music and not to watch idiots film themselves setting themselves on fire or complain about how hard life is as they drink their 10 dollar coffee while typing away on their 600 dollar phones. Yes, life is hard but we could be working in the fields fighting to survive like our ancestors. Sometimes I think like would be better that way. It would force responsibility. It would force purpose instead of wasting all hours of a day staring at a screen that we plug in next to us while we sleep and play games while we use the loo.

No, I’m not British. Yes, I use a lot of weird slang and for those who don’t know slang is short for Short Language. Mind blowing isn’t it. It blew my mind at least.

Anyways, while I continue to procrastinate the thought of having to do something productive hasn’t disappeared. The tabs at the top of the pages flicker like boats in the night drawing my eye to them every couple of minutes. They are starting to become annoying like Navi from the Legend of Zelda.

“Hey, listen!”

But I digress… if I continue to ignore them I will continue to be distracted and it will be a never ending circle. I should do some editing. That is the right thing to do but my phone just buzzed telling me a friend replied to a comment I made on one of their pictures and my drive is lost.

Maybe I’ll edit after I reply back…

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