So Chris and I were at the dollar store the other day picking up a new sink strainer, Kleenex, and mailing envelopes. We’re in line behind this ladywho looks way too similar to Mimi from The Drew Carey Show. She’s got all these different crazy patterns going on and a Pooh Bear tattoo on her ankle. She’s wearing blue glasses that have this kooky round shape and you just know she drives a VW bug, but probably the new one. She was entertaining enough just to look at, but suddenly she shrieked.
“OH MY GOD, HA HA HA! WOW!” (Our cashier had crazy eye contacts in.)
Now, that would be understandable if it had stopped there, but she could not get over it. She kept screeching and yelling until everyone in line was giving each other wide-eyed looks. We were still giggling about this lady as we got into the car and I suddenly realized that I was wearing red and white striped shoes with polka dot socks, some crazy patterned shirt and carrying a crazy patterned bag.
“Oh,” I said. “Look at me.”
Chris smiled at me. “I know.”
I guess I also worship at the church of Our Lady of Conflicting Patterns.
