Sunday, August 28, 2016
I Have Become Invisible
Clearly, it's time to close up shop and go home.
"It's a parking space," the driver said with a shrug. Actually, it's a couple of parking spaces, and I'm betting there's room in the parking lots around town, but it's Sunday afternoon, and it's a little after 3 o'clock, and I'm done for the day!
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What the heck is it? Is it a tourist bus? Or someone's RV? Tourist bus would be OK maybe...some of them would be bound to come into the store. Personal RV? That's just annoying.
ReplyDeleteNo, not a tourist bus. It was an old bus turned into a camper and owned by a couple from -- well, let's just say somewhere else in northern Michigan. See that place with the whited-out bar on the side? That's where their names were. I took it out of the photograph to protect their identity and did not shoot the license plate for the same reason. Here's the problem: it's almost always older people who drive those behemoths, and older people do not want to park in a lot and walk two blocks to a restaurant. Although we DO have a lot right on Waukazoo Street, just three doors down from the two spaces they took. But oh, heck, summer is almost over!
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