Greetings from the burbs!
Today’s post will be compressed, as I am currently typing in real-time on my iPhone, from the parking lot of the local Walmart.
Why Walmart, you ask? Well, today’s act of kindness is devoted to my 80-year old slightly senile and mouthy grandmother, whose biggest joy in life is perusing the aisles of everyone’s favourite oversized retail superstore and making snarky comments about the other shoppers’ lacklustre Sunday outfits.
After this we will be hitting up Costco, the pharmacy, Winners (T.J. Maxx for all my American readers) and even perhaps squeezing in a manicure if time permits (that part is mostly for me and my atrocious nails).
I will undoubtedly regret this idea in about 15 minutes (or as soon as I step through the doors of Walmart); but I know this will be the highlight of her week…or even month.
Total Kindness Cost: $20 (because only assholes don’t replace the gas they’ve used)
P.S. I received my first rejection letter on a piece I submitted earlier this month. I was disappointed for a few minutes (fine, hours), so I told my grandmother and she cocked her head to the side, looked me in the eyes and said, “You’re going to have to embrace rejection to get anywhere in life. Buck up, child.”
She then proceeded to dissaprovingly cluck her tongue at the neon pink sweatpant ensemble walking past us.
I decided to keep the letter as a memento.