Playing Catch-up

Wow, who knew no Wi-fi would be such a frickin' problem?!?

So, not only am I trying to play catch up, I also didn't have access to the word of the day for Sunday. So, yeah, I guess TECHNICALLY I didn't write a story yesterday, but I'll be all caught up tomorrow and we can all pretend it never happened.

Word of the Day Thursday, February 11, 2010

coquetry

\KOH-ki-tree; koh-KE-tree\ , noun;

1. Dalliance; flirtation.


She stood in line somewhat impatiently. She wasn't even at the grocery store because she needed food but because she was on a date.

Ok, well, not really a real date. But the closest she came to dating. Granted, her social life was pretty pitiful, what, being reducing to her outings for grocery shopping and the brief imaginary coquetry she dabbled in with the better looking produce manager and the one cute, although somewhat pudgy evening shift checker.

But really, it was a very intimate thing, to let someone see the things that you purchase, reflecting your desires, cravings, vices, secret ailments and bodily failures. In some ways a grocery check-out stand was almost a modern day confessional. Absolving a person of whatever sins their purchases divulged. Condoms. Triple Fudge ice-cream. Metamucil. Martha Stewart Magazine.

Plus, all the groping and squeezing of fruit in the produce section. It was totally primal and laced with sexual innuendo. Now if she could just start a conversation it one of these men that would be a great first start.