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I made my bi-monthly trip to the Dollar Store today, and while perusing the food aisles saw Mr. Sollie, an elderly skinny black man.
Mr. Sollie has the most wonderful basso profundo voice. He sounds like Darth Vader, or rather the actor who provided the voice for Vader (I think his name is James Earl Jones.) No matter where he went in the store, you could track him by hearing that voice. And this is the odd thing--he uses correct diction, a rarity in these parts.
Anyway, I said to Mr. Sollie that the prices sure had gone up since I was in the store last. He said "Well the government and everybody else is upset with all the fat people. Maybe raising grocery prices is one way to make folks lose weight."Â I thought that was a clever insight.
Mr. Sollie was walking ahead of his wife who was pushing the shopping cart. He's as tall as a Harlem Globetrotter, so he reached casually up to a top shelf and got a jar of olives and reached back without looking, expecting his wife to take them out of his hand. She had gone around the corner, and the olives fell. As they crashed to the floor, the startled Mr. Sollie jumped about 2 feet off the floor and hollered "Great Balls 'O Fire!"
Olives and brine rolled over the floor. I burst into laughter, the clerk stocking the shelves laughed, his wife laughed--everybody who heard that great booming exclamation laughed--not at him, but it's like seeing somebody slip on a banana peel. Sometimes you just can't help it.    susil
