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Chuck Hinman IJMA No. 189 Shopping gone wrong It's Just Me Again 189 : Shopping gone wrong Being legally blind, the author depends on sense of touch to find things, and that can create cause for interesting conjecture in others The next earlier Chuck Hinman story Baby chicks time on the farm Is Chuck Hinman your favorite Sunday with CM columnist, as many tell us? If so, we hope you'll drop him a line by email. Reader comments to CM are appreciated, as are emails directly to Mr. Hinman at: charles.hinman@sbcglobal.net By Chuck Hinman Shopping gone wrong I go on a crazy "lights out" shopping binge every now and then that I can't justify later and yet it seemed so reasonable at the time. Ever been there or done that? Last week without batting an eye I bought two pair of pricey shoes (I won't tell you the price) reasoning that not one pair of the sixteen pair of shoes on the shoe rack outside my clothes closet door are comfortable. I'm not rich but after 88 years I certainly deserve some decent-fitting shoes. Wsh! Then I began to notice I don't have one decent pair of socks in a whole drawer full of "rag-tag" socks accumulated back to college days; I apparently don't throw away socks (or anything else for that matter). How could this happen to a "known" local writer; doesn't he have any family? Yesterday when dressing for Sunday School and putting on the same pair of blue socks I had worn for a record fourteen consecutive days I decided I would go to Wal-Mart's on Monday and get at least 7 pair of socks that would last me the rest of my life. I sighed "good riddance" as I dumped the whole drawer of socks in the trash in anticipation of the new socks I would have tomorrow. For those of you who don't "know me from Adam" you need to know that I am legally blind and depend on help from any and every one to make my purchases at a big store like Walmarts. I don't feel sorry for myself because of this new handicap. In fact it's a challenge for me to look for (and find) some difficult item like a box of staples. Today's assignment seemed like a "piece of cake." All I wanted was 7 pair of men's socks, assorted colors without elastic in the tops. I expected to have to "feel" the socks to make my selections. Everything went wrong. They had moved the socks and when I meandered around to where I thought I might be closing in on them, I asked a lady clerk for help. She told me that I was very close, they were just around the corner. When I got to where she pointed, I didn't see anything that resembled men's socks so I reached up and touched what I assumed was a black pair and withdrew my hand immediately realizing I was "pawing" a ladies bra. My heart skipped a couple beats as I looked around to see if anyone had observed an old man "messing around" in the ladies lingerie department. After "massaging" a couple more bras looking for men's socks (oh yeah, you're saying) I gave up on my search until I could get some help. Meanwhile it looks like I may have to wash my one pair of socks since they hauled off the trash with all my socks! Oh me, life is so complicated at times! Chuck Hinman, 88 year old former Nebraska farm boy, spent his working days with Phillips Petroleum Company in Bartlesville, Oklahoma, and Houston, Texas. He lives at Tallgrass Estates in Bartlesville where he keeps busy writing his memories. Chuck is visually impaired. His hobbies are writing, playing the organ, and playing bridge. This story was posted on 2010-03-21 02:36:48
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