Recently I got to thinking about things that prompt a memory. A song, a movie or even a smell.
And sometimes, for that brief moment you can actually smell it.
I was reminded of how a certain pizza place used to smell. Walking into the building that housed the restaurant, the aroma of the pizza flooded the air and it was all you could smell walking through.
Another odd memory was the smell and taste of Crystal Pepsi. Although I wasn’t a big fan of it, it certainly took me back hearing that name. I only tried it a handful of times and to me it tasted like Pop Rocks Candy.
Remembering these smells reminds me that we had a pretty awesome childhood, our parents did what it took to make us happy and showed us how to be good people.
Is there a specific scent that reminds you of someone? Or something? Or even a place?
A very long time ago I learned a valuable lesson that came into play again this morning. While I was out running errands, I had pulled over in an empty parking to send a few texts, etc.
After a minute or two I look up and see a car approaching me. Okay, cool, someone else is here. It is a blue Taxi. Car 555.
He slows down as he is beside me, I look over and he is staring at me. Dangit we made eye contact! He’s past me now but he stops and reverses. He is again beside my car. His window is down now.
I roll mine down and say hello. He says hello back and asks how I am. Good, I say. He asks where I live so I lie and say a few streets away. He then asks if I’m married. Then continues to ask more personal questions.
Why do men assume that when a woman literally only “looks” at them that it is an opportunity to talk as if there was interest?
I simply made eye contact in a public place and he went out of his way to come back and talk to me. I did not wave or appear to be in danger or in need of help.
I guess I’ll just go back to my anti social bubble and not look at anyone in the event I have to live my life 🙃