Looking into Space

I had a sick kid at home so to be nice I picked up her favorite comfort food – Chipotle Chicken Fajita Burrito, then stopped by the library to pick up a few books for her to read.

The library was being used for free tax prep for seniors.  A couple dozen sat around waiting their turn.  There was a look on there face that was a combination what-the-heck-happened-to-my-life mixed with the don’t-make-eye-contact-with-the-person-next-to-me gaze that’s usually reserved for the DMV, the dentist office, or porn theatres.

A heard a couple grumble about it taking too long.

But none of them was reading.  They were surrounded by books and their preferred mode was to not browse the stacks, but to sit and stare into space….listlessly.

I did take five minutes and watch them.  No.  I didn’t happen to catch them all at a bookless ebb.  They just sat there.

I’m counting that as reason #1,723,489 of what’s wrong with people.

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