Has it happened to you that you wake up on a sunny morning with a fresh wandering breezes that invites you to stay in bed. Then you decide to finally get up. Then you might stretch a little bit. Get a hot cup of french roast coffee. Sit at your comfy chair with that warm cup on your hand. But then, just at that climatic moment you phone rings: "Hey Noli, its your momma!! How is my little baby daughter?" And, having been this call the interruption of a beautiful morning "What? What do you want mom? Que paso ahora?" Mom: "Oh nothing honey, my lovely, my sweetness, just to say hi. Oh! and do you know that Peito is really sick, can you go (Noli takes a deep breath) and take him something for his cold?" "Ay, Ok, ok ok" Mom: "I know you would my baby". So I get up, put up some pants, the first I grabed, washed my face, put on a t-shirt, and off to buy some groceries.
First some sucking thingies for the thoat. Ok got it. Mmmm some lipton soup. Sprite (Uh heavy). Tissue paper, cookies, milk. Ok got it. Go to the shortest line...shit, this line is too long. Theres antoher one, looks shorter.... (is that a...Oh, please don`t ... please don`t... not la Tarjeta de la Familia... Christ!) . Oh good there`s another shorter line...(What tha...it can` be...no, por favor NOOOOOoooooooooo!!!!) Gum-chewing-Cash-register-employee :"Precio para la caja numero 2!!!!".
Got to the car. Finally I`m on Campus. Telephone "Hello, mom?" Mom:"Tell me sugar" "Ok, what was the address again?" Mom (in a sunny-happy-corky-high- pitch-voice): "Oh, let me see....Ok, here it is..." "Mom can you just...I`m driving...hurry up" Mom: "Oh, I`m sorry dear...remember both hands on the wheel..." "MAAAAAAAMMIIIII co~o avanza!" "Noelia-Isabel-Cipreni-Ramirez do not speak to me on that tone. You are a child of the Lord!" "Ok mama, sorry. But, please, could you tell me the address." "Yes dear, its on the Building B Apt. 302. Baby, you can go through the backside gate and tell the guard you`re dropping some things. He`ll let you right in."
"You CAN`T pass through this gate" said the young- rookie-still-live -with-my-momma- looking- guard: "No, I can't let you pass, I can get into trouble." First thought (you stupid ^%$&#@!! canto de moron, asshole, asshole, ASSHOLE!!!) Firts words: "Oh no I don`t want to get you into trouble. Thats ok. Can I park at that new parking lot?"
I left the car at the new parking lot. And with all the bags at hand I walked down the parking lot into the campus. As I walked I notice that the letters of the first bulding I was seeing T, S, R.... I realized I was at el culito of the campus complex. I kept on, stopping at every spot to get some air. Probably I looked like a crazy old lady looking for the public bus, with, already, pancakes under my armpits. I kept on walking... (finally) ... opened the door..(Oh there`s the guard) "Good Morning, I`m here to drop some groceries for Peito whos sick." "Well you can`t go in. He has to come down" And I, in a Les Miserables fashion : "Oh please oh thou fair and kind officer, he`s sick, hes ailing on his deathbed. I beg of you to have mercy upon that soul which shall perish if I don`t give him this groceries" "He has to come downstairs" where his last words. "Ok ok I`ll call him and see if he can come downstairs."
After Peito picked off his groceries I went back to my car. I went upstairs, turned on the car, parked it close to the paying booth. Gave the ticket to the employee, gave him a twenty..."We are not accepting twenties. Only $1`s, $5`s and $10`s dollar bills." "What, where wha (&^%$#!!)... ok i`ll be back". I went to the building across the street. First stop a cafe booth. As I got closer there was a sign that said: 'We don`t accept twenty dollar bills with a purchase of less than $5'. Kept on walking. Second store a pizza place. But as I walked closer it was so crowded that people, intead of walking out of the store they would pop out of the doors. And also with my homeless look I was not about to go in. Went to the next store, the same story. Another store, again the crowded lines. And then i realized it was 12md.
(Oh good an ATM) I get into the line. Put my card in. Chose withdrawal. Savings. $10. Only multiples of $20. (What, me %^$#&%!! en nah... Shit Shit SHIIIIIIIIIIIITT!!). I took he card. And as I walked back, far away there was the cafe booth. And in a Shakesperian fashion " Oh most fair and humble Lady of the booth, can thou help this wretched soul by accepting this cursed twenty dollar bill?" The Lay of the Booth with a plain, tired stare and with a robotic movement replied: "You have to make a purchase of $5 or more." "Ok ok, give me a chicken sandwich, and a coffee (thats $3.75) oh and a bottle of water and a lollypop". Lady of the Booth with a plain, tired stare and making her robotic movement: "Here`s your change"
And at last there it was, the $10 dollar bill... Damm that twenty...
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