Shopping

by Alienor

I stood in an alley of the store, trying to choose a soap dish. So many little--and not so little--things you have to buy when you start over. Stainless steel? Blue plastic--the new bathroom is blue. Or maybe white plastic--I won't be staying there more than 3 years. Then again, this off-white earthenware...

Absentmindedly, I watched the other customers. The proud father-to-be and his radiantly pregnant wife. The harried week-end dad trying to keep his 5 year-old's hands away from anything breakeable. Mmm. Cute kid, and nice butt... I smiled to myself, realizing that I'd started to look at men that way again. Checking looks AND availability. Not that I'd ever stopped appreciating the sights, but...

Well, it's like for the soap dish: before, I had a soap dish and didn't need another one. So if I saw one in a store, my eyes noticed it looked nice, and slid on in search for something I needed. Now, I actually go into stores in search of the right soap dish. And the wonderful thing is, there are so many nice ones to choose from.

-Fin-