This morning I was getting in the car when all of a sudden, holy shit my seat's moving!!!! Then I realize it's not my seat, it's Keith's seat. If I had already been sitting down I wouldn't have been fooled, but I was mid-squat at the time. It reminded me of going to the dam when I was younger & watching the barges lock through. Sometimes they would start moving and for a second it would look like the barge was standing still & the whole dam was moving downstream.
It was the same at Daddy Ray's. Those cookies would just whiz by on the conveyor belt. Sometimes if I zoned out I'd have to reach out and hold onto something to keep my balance. Mom would never be able to work at Daddy Ray's. She couldn't even watch Captain Phillips, that Tom Hanks film about the cargo ship that was hijacked by pirates. She said she felt awfully silly getting seasick in a movie theater. At least she knew enough to go outside before she ralphed in her bucket of popcorn.
Or on the guy sitting in front of her.
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