Thursday, October 13, 2005



The Bear

Sits sideways on a table, edge of the first room, going into the second. The mall is in front of him, with its jeans and jewelry and jaded shoppers looking to spend a buck. And behind him, an enormous, hideous, pink plastic tree, filled with goodies to tempt the utmost of Scrooges. Below, furry purses that match his own skin. Large and in charge, he is on sentry duty, a fate destined for the next three months by the the one-hundred-fifty price tag dangling in the back. Customers and associates come and go, but he stays, watching.

And then, a change. Slowly his upper body begins to slide towards his lower. They meet. Quickly, he is jerked upwards, but the slide resumes. And then, he lands on the floor, all limbs akimbo. Waiting to be rescued from his belly-up position. As he is. But success does not come to the bear. Again he is no longer sitting; instead his head is located somewhere between his knees. Perhaps he is feeling sick. Or defeated from his seemingly simple mission- to sit in his designated station in the store and protect it from all things mythical and real. He exists to do this job, yet he cannot. Still he remains, hoping, until the moment-

"Nettie, didn't I tell you to quit touching stuff already?!"

12 Comments:

At 10/14/2005 06:45:00 AM, Blogger Better Safe Than Sorry said...

caught!!!
bet you were looking like a deer in headlights too;)

 
At 10/14/2005 07:02:00 AM, Blogger Joe said...

Now Nettie.....

 
At 10/14/2005 10:49:00 AM, Blogger TC said...

LOL! too funny!

 
At 10/14/2005 11:54:00 AM, Anonymous Stacy said...

I think retail has finally done you in.

 
At 10/14/2005 01:43:00 PM, Blogger Darlene said...

Very well written girl, you go!

Suddenly a quirky woman proceeded by four of the nastiest looking children grab hold of his arm, and soon he is soaring through the air into the silver wagon. There he lies surrounded by diet pills, shorts the size of a silver dollars, and women's underwear the size of Texas.

 
At 10/14/2005 09:03:00 PM, Blogger mrsd said...

Hehe. Very funny!

 
At 10/14/2005 10:26:00 PM, Blogger Cori said...

You write so well sometimes I don't get you. You need to do my 20things list.

 
At 10/14/2005 10:31:00 PM, Blogger Jack Mercer said...

Hi Nettie!

Conservative Jack here...ha! Health kept me down for a while but I'm back in action. Look forward to discourse with my fellow South Carolinian!

-Jack

 
At 10/14/2005 11:08:00 PM, Blogger Mountain Mama said...

Yep, did that once myself with a stack of cans. Boy did they look dumb....sprawled all over the floor, rolling hither and yon, labels flashing and cans crashing into one another. I just walked away like I had nothing to do with it. Bad-bad girl!

 
At 10/14/2005 11:16:00 PM, Blogger Jeff H said...

Quit stepping on the wind tunnel from the fan that keeps the poor thing inflated, will ya?

 
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