Monday, May 24, 2010

Am I a duck out of water?

So today I was trying to accomplish a few things while on my excursion to Durham. I had a doctor’s appointment that went very well. Have been working on my weight and blood pressure- both are doing great- not that my BP was ever high, but I know what it can cause and I don’t want to experience the problems of high blood pressure.

I left the doc’s office and went to REI looking for gaiters for my rain suit. They were having a big sale including a clearance, so I was checking everything out. I found the gaiter display and proceeded to see if I could find what I wanted- Unfortunately they didn't have what I was after- which SUCKED because I had my REI rebate to use from last year (thank you Matty). I saw some shoes I liked, but was so pissed over the gaiter situation, I left.

I drove across to the Streets of Southpoint Mall and parked by Nordstroms. They never have a lot of cars out front, and it is easy in and out. Walking in, I stopped to admire the shoes- I LOVE SHOES, and I saw some sandals that with the right outfit- would look awesome if I was riding on my bike. Being ever so not about myself, I walked away from the shoe display and out into the mall. My destination was Things Remembered, you know, the store that engraves any and everything. My mission was simple- I wanted to have my new stethoscope engraved. Because I am getting older AND I am really trying to master heart and lung sounds, I chose to buy a Littman Electronic Stethoscope.

It wasn’t cheap and I want to keep it for a long time. Several people have picked it up, I think just to use it, but I am so afraid it will grow legs and walk- Anyway, I go in the store and show the girl what I have- She is obviously not interested in doing anything for me- which begs me to ask - What the hell EVER happened to customer service? The store is EMPTY, they are doing nothing- all she wants to do is complain about how hard it is going to be to engrave my item. I told her- Honey- you don't want to do it- fine- I will find some where else- she stood there like the blob she was saying, well.....if you really....her voice trailed off as I left the store.

I walked back down the mall, taking in the scent drifting out of Abercrombie & Fitch, did about ten minutes of window shopping and returned to Nordstroms to find my car. I went out the door and there, in the middle of the mall road, away from any significant amount of water was a mallard, a beautiful green headed duck. Standing there in the middle of the road.

I stopped in my tracks and looked at him. All of a sudden, I realized I was talking to the damn duck. I realized I told him he was a duck out of water. Knowing everything I said was rhetorical, I asked him what was he doing there?, HOW did he get there, and why was he there? He just looked straight back at me as if he were asking me the very same questions- Then he started waddling toward me quiet at first then spouting out ‘quack, quack, quack’. He came right to my side, and let me pet his back feathers, then started honking at me again. I finally asked him if he was lost- not that I expected an answer, but he kept quacking at me, in almost an insistent tone. I finally made my way to my car- but the mallard had given me things to ponder over the next few days- Am I a duck out of water? Am I lost? How did I get here, why am I here, and what am I doing here.....those are questions I have to try an figure out...........


The Bipolar Diva said...

Well if you figure out the answer clue me into it.
I can't believe he let you touch him! That is cool!
Now, back to the shoes! You know what I'm going to say, so no need to. Just send me a picture when you go back and get them! :)

plumbing said...

Please do share with us if you already have an idea. Thanks!