When I took a bag filled with pastas and rice and tuna over to the food pantry, I was shocked to see a Mercedes Benz convertible with the top down. The chrome was shiny, the red and black upholstery was gorgeous. It was parked right in front of the door in the private lot. If I may channel Friends, "Could you be more insensitive?"
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Hopefully they were dropping off a lot of food, not picking things up!
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