The Sad Bear

April 7, 2011

This Happened

Vanessa left Beirut La Pita, a local Belleville dining spot, for an appointment, while I stayed behind to box the uneaten food and pay the bill. While walking to her car, this happened: Vanessa fell in a pothole and lost her shoe. While recovering, dusting herself off, replacing her shoe, etc. (she did not just stumble, but actually fell down... all the way down), a woman approached her with a religious tract. Still stooping to put on her shoe, Vanessa explained that she was a Christian and suggested the woman keep the tract to save paper. It was a sizeable tract (filled, no doubt, with good advice alluding to the good-Samaritan, who would, no doubt, help a sister should she stumble...or fall into a pothole.) The woman responded, "How do you know?" This conversation went on for a few moments, as Vanessa's shoe was now in place and she felt comfortable enough to defend her faith to an absolute stranger. Finally, the woman conceded the point: "Yes. You look like a Christian." The encounter was abruptly terminated by an African-American woman honking her horn, as the two were apparently blocking her exit from a parking space. Also, Max (that's our Dachshund), peed in Vanessa's side of the bed this morning: a gesture expressing his frustration at our marital intimacy. He peed on it; it's his now. Given the previous story, I am much more inclined to accept this form of societal structuring.

Labels: dog, pee, pothole, society

by K. Janke at 10:26 PM |