Sunday, January 30, 2011

Wait, I thought I was at the Airport?

Sitting in Whole Foods greatly resembles sitting in an airport terminal waiting for your plane. You have the cute boy a few tables over who you can’t help but chatter about – because come on you’re not really going to see him again. And the couple sitting behind you that seems to be saying that long goodbye. And perhaps the best people watching there is to be had in the city of Chicago. The strangest conversations seem to take place in the North Ave Whole Foods, and without a doubt you will run into at least one person you know. The topper on this cake, someone will ask you to watch their stuff while they head downstairs, and of course you oblige…and when they’ve been gone for a half hour you start to ask yourself…is he ever coming back, would I recognize him if he did…this is prob why they tell you not to watch strangers things…oh wait that’s in the airport, we’re not at the airport!

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