Tomorrow, I’m going to a friend’s son’s football game. Over the weekend, I ordered a needed work shirt in the team’s color: two stones with one bird. Or something. I left work downtown around 6:00 to drive 15 minutes to pick it up. While I was signing for my order, this cache popped into my inbox. Fun! But on my way out of the store, I spotted a shirt that was a much closer match to the team’s color. Same brand, same price… should be a quick exchange, right? Nope. Their system was snoozing and it took several minutes for it to process the information. I thanked the clerk for the second time and checked to see if the new cache had been found. Nope! FTF still available!! Off I went...essentially back downtown.
As I approached GZ, my focus on my phone’s compass, I became aware of footsteps approaching from right in front of me. Not wanting to be the guy who runs into someone because he’s staring at his phone, I looked up, prepared to step to the side. I glimpsed high heels and a business skirt and suit. “How odd that someone else is in work clothes at this park,” I thought. Then my eyes met hers. Recognition mixed with delight but was quickly replaced by disappointment. The FTF was gone, for smiling at me was Ca$hQueen, walking back to her car. “Bummer! But it’ll make a fun story.” Indeed. We exchanged pleasantries before moving on, she to her geomobile, I to the cache where I quickly signed and replaced it. If only I had ordered the right shade of purple!! Oh well.
Thank you, FeralDragon2000. God bless! 2 Corinthians 5:21
~ myrthman, AKA NtN065
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