By Raymond Jacobs
“Slow down and enjoy life. It’s not only the scenery
you miss by going too fast – you also miss the sense
of where you are going and why.”
Rush hour! I was at Kamm’s Corner standing in line at the grocery store and a lady was in such a hurry that she left her purse and cell phone and only took the bag of groceries that she purchased. I hollered to her to come back and get her belongings but, she kept on going. Had I been a thief, I could have easily stole her stuff. The grocery clerk even yelled, “you forgot your purse and phone.” I heard the lady shouting across the parking lot, “ I ain’t got time- gotta go!” I really can’t say whether she retrieved her items or not.
I had to slow down when I lost my walking cane. Being in such a hurry I left my best blue walking cane; where I left it – I will never know! So, there are several beneficial reasons to “take it down a notch.”
I boarded the RTA bus the other month and to my surprise someone left two bags full of groceries in the seat I was about to set down in. I waited until everyone was seated and the bus took off, and then decided to take a look in the bags; Boy O Boy! The person that left
the groceries definitely had excellent taste! Now let’s see: a beef tenderloin! The cut of beef that you make filet mignon with. Fresh broccoli, Kraft Velveeta cheese (you already know broccoli and cheese), and all the makings for a terrific salad. I was very thankful that I was “gifted” with these vittels because the ‘ole fridge was definitely on the slim side, (if you know what I mean).
Just one more thing: I was in my neighborhood corner store buying lottery tickets and was in such a hurry I left my tickets on the store counter. The store clerk, Ahmed (such an honest man), held my tickets for me until I again came into the store. So that was my “red flag” that meant I must slow down!
“Laissez les bon temps roulez” (let the good times roll).
Guess ya’ no mee’ sa creole!
Hey! I’m outa’ here!
Copyright Cleveland Street Chronical and NEOCH January 2015