bacon

He ran up hill to the smell of bacon.  Mist swirled off a passing car and he ducked under the cloud as if hitting it might have stopped his progress.  The call of breakfast hurried his pace but did nothing to quell the rumbling response in his stomach.  His feet slapped against the pavement and beat out a cadence, a rhythm, that heralded the coming dawn and the day that lurked beyond.  It was a song he knew well, a song he’d helped create every morning for nearly a year.  And what a year it had been.

New car.  New house.  New wife.  The smell of bacon was even coming from his kitchen.  He couldn’t believe how lucky he had been recently, though he didn’t even really believe in luck.  He worked hard for the changes he made in his life.  Just as he had started running miles every morning before work, he had made positive decisions and choices for the rest of his life as well.  Those choices had led, one by one, to the new car, the new house, the new girlfriend who quickly turned into the new wife.  They were all tied together and all resulting from him choosing to live healthier, to be happier, to demand more of himself.

That didn’t mean that all days started with bacon, that all days were perfect from start to finish.  All that “new” in his life required maintenance to keep them nice just as choosing to be happy and healthy required maintenance too.  Waking up early to go for his run, to set the tone for his days, wasn’t always easy but he did it anyway.  It was the right thing to do,  not the easy thing to do.  He regretted that it had taken him so long to realize the importance of that but was choosing not to let that regret shape his current outlook.  He wasn’t going to dwell on the past.  Each new day was a new chance for improvement.

He ran up the hill to the smell of bacon and looked forward to the adventures of the coming day while the song of his new life echoed up and down the quiet morning street.

inappropriate

I was propositioned by a drug dealer yesterday…

Did that grab your attention?  Good.  It was supposed to.

But, there is more to the story than that.  So, let’s look at a few more details of the situation.

It happened at the community college across the street from my house.  While I don’t live in the nicest neighborhood, I was still a bit surprised when the nice man said hello and asked if I wanted to buy some weed.  It is, after all, a college campus…

Okay, so that doesn’t really work as an argument either way does it.  A place of education and partying…  But, still, I often frequent the school and it had never happened before.  Plus, it was daylight, not yet dinner time.  And it was a bit unsettling that he was so forward about the transaction he wished to make.

So, okay, while that threw me off a bit, it certainly didn’t help that I was jogging.  Out for some fresh air and exercise.  The campus has an attached sporting complex that offers a nice little loop I can run around.  And, I was on my way home.  Hot.  Sweaty.  Tired.  And, he thought I’d be interested in buying from him in that state?

I wondered if he’d had much luck selling to runners before.  I also wondered how many people out for a jog carry cash with them, because I don’t.  Was I just in the right/wrong place at the right/wrong time?  Was I close enough to his normal clientele that he thought he could maybe get a sale from me?

Which brings us to the oddest bit of the whole scenario.  I wasn’t alone.  I was pushing the Little Prince in the jogging stroller.  Dad and toddler out for some afternoon sunshine and playtime.  There is a park next to the sporting complex where the kiddo can run wild for a few minutes while I catch my breath and get ready for the run home.

So, if we revisit one of my earlier questions: Are father’s out for a jog, pushing their child in a stroller, this man’s normal clientele?

The whole interaction, lasting the two seconds I was within earshot of the man, seemed wrong.

But, funny too.

I wonder if he was serious or just trying to be humorous…

What is the oddest situation you’ve been in where somebody asked you something inappropriate?