Today, my Mom and I did a Mall Walk. Okay, it was walking in between stores at the mall.
The line up at the Tim Horton’s was about a half hour, so we walked through the mall.
At the food court, they were cleaning up debris from some event.
My Mom asked the Mall employee, who said it had been a Employee Bring Your Family To Work Social Event.
“Ugh,” I said, “I’m sorry, that’s only marginally less painful than The Office Party.”
So the first stop for me was the Jugo Juice for a wheat grass with pineapple chaser.
My Mom looked at the face I made, it’s not the same in person without doing that video; and so I said “It’s not for the taste.”
We walked a bit more and I got a buzz from the oxygen content; and a warm flush from the nutritional content — so when she went into the Chain Store at the mall, I went into Maxim’s and picked up two wiener cheese buns; a protein starch dairy all in one — one for me and one for my Mom.
We walked by a store that had large prints of paintings, and I asked what the building temple structure was in the one on display – and had an unexpected coming out to a stranger.
It was the Golden Temple in Pakistan he explained.
I knew it was not the Taj Mahal, and he physically had a reaction to the India part.
so I talked about the domes and the architecture to my Mom
and he directed our attention to another in the store painting of a man with a large book in the forground and behind him curtain drapes with a water view
The sales mans said that the other painting was of the particular prophet in that very temple, with the sacred book.
“It’s like your book” he said.
“I don’t have a book.” I replied – and I took a step out of the store because my Mom had already left and was heading further down the Mall.
“You’re Christian.” He said more than asked.
He straightened taller and took a surprise breath
“Spiritual?” he exhaled and leaned forward again.
“Nope, that’s just religious light.” I said and took another step and began to turn away; but I stopped and waited to see what the look on his face meant with what and how he said the next word.
“atheist?” it was a question, it carried curiosity and was not said unpleasantly.
“Yes.” I smiled and nodded, then turned and left after my Mom.
We walked more and my Mom went into the Produce Store and I did walking laps around the Mall’s seating area.
By this time, the line up at the Timmy’s was 5 minutes, so we waited this time to use a gift card that my Mom had.
I did had fun in the line up talking to a geeky gal with a Cthulhu – Wikipedia lapel button on her purse.
As it turned out, the gift card was already zero balance, and the order placed, so we just paid for the two orders of coffee with sausage only biscuit – which did have some sort of butter smear that it didn’t need. The food item was okay, but the coffee drip was ashtray icky. I don’t care for hockey either, eh.
The next stop was a grocery store, where we wandered around.
I saw a young lesbian couple and it reduced my sense of isolation despite not interacting with them.
At the till line up, my Mom sent me to take an item to the shelf and get another of the same – the box was opened.
So I did that and when I returned to the line, there were other people there – another adult pair of Mom and Daughter.
That Mom already held out her hands before I said “Please pass this forward”
I handed her the box and she passed it to my Mom, as I walked to another till so I could walk through to the bagging area.
Once there, I sometimes let the Store clerk bag – but gave him our bags and not the store bags.
I took the already bagged potatoes from him, and the box item that I had switched, saying “Already packaged for transport, we need to reduce waste even if we can’t regulate companies to do so, eh?”
The other adult daughter laughed and so did the Store Employee.
So… that was today.. a day.