Saturday, October 25, 2003

RUN FOR THE BUS 0-25-2003

This Thursday Kath and Mom, and Flip and PJ and Sam were all at the outlet mall. As Kath was returning a shirt she happened to ask what time it was.

"2:25 PM" the clerk answered.

"2:25?" Kath said. Her blood ran cold with fear. The school bus was to drop Anna off at 2:40. Across town, a ten minute drive. And getting this crowd back in the vehicle was like herding kittens into a bathtub. Not to mention the fact that she was in the middle of exchanging a shirt with one of those time-lapse retail employees who seem to be able to spend their entire working day running at half speed.

"Could you please hurry please, my daughter is getting dropped off by the school bus in fifteen minutes?" Kathleen asked.

"I-'-M S-O-R-R-Y, I N-E-E-D T-O T-A-L-K T-O M-Y M-A-N-A-G-E-R T-O V-E-R-I-F-Y T-H-I-S P-R-I-C-I-N-G I-N-F-O-R-M-A-T-I-O-N." The clerk responded. Her words were thick and slow and sounded like molasses. Clearly she didn't understand the urgency of the situation.

Kathleen finally finished the transaction minutes that seemed like hours later. One more snag though: the "Dragon Stroller"

The Dragon Stroller is a cute little stroller you can rent at the Leesburg Premium Outlet mall to make your shopping experience more pleasurable. The children just love getting toted around in the stroller that looks like (this is the best part) a "dragon". Pretty, cool, eh! When rented, you leave a deposit and just need to go and return the stroller to --OH MY GOD! ANOTHER CLERK FROM HELL! WE ARE ALL DOOMED! DOOMED!

But luckily that part went fairly expeditiously. The Dragon Stroller was finally returned. 2:35. Kathleen leaves Mom and Flip by the curb (intentionally) and makes a dash out the car. Sam under one arm, PJ holding onto the other hand and furiously trying to keep up, his stubby little legs pistoning with effort.

Sam buckled in the car seat. Check. PJ Buckled in the car seat. Check. Get in the car. Burning rubber out of the parking lot, the minivan transmission groaning with effort. Wait, Mom and Flip. Oh--Sh**. Back to the curb. Get in! Get in!

Red Light taking forever. 2:37. I know from experience its can take as long as ten minutes from across town, which would leave Anna alone on the curb, with no one there for her. Poor little Anna, sitting there on the curb, Must not let that happen.

Weaving through traffic. Another red light. Why do these things take so blasted long? More traffic. Honk honk! Out of my way! Pulling of the bypass. Pulling into the neighborhood, the driveway. No one in sight. Is that a good thing? 2:48PM. The bus is late, just coming down the hill seconds after we arrive. Everyone goes to meet Anna and ask her how her day at school was.

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