Sunday, April 20, 2008

Style Exercise as I did....

Notation
In the Spar supermarket, an hour before closing. An ugly old woman of about 80 wearing a hat of pink. People paying. The ugly old woman is not able to wait her time, wants to pay faster. Young woman is standing next to her who is pushed by her, as old ugly woman has not a watch and thinks it’s too late to do it. Ugly old woman succeeds doing the long run, young girl is amazed, not able to say anything.


One week later we meet in the same place, at the Spar supermarket, she’s trying to do the same she did last week, but I win, and she’s advised to buy a new clock.

Surprises
How many people are hungry at 7 o’clock! And how ridiculous that old woman looked, wearing that pink hat in her age! And what was she doing? She wanted to push me to get closer to the cashier and due to this, arrive home and have dinner earlier than me. You can’t imagine how strong and tough an old lady can be when she’s hungry! And what was the reason of pushing me (apart from hunger)? You won’t believe it: she thought that the shop closes at 7.00. Unfortunately she succeeded doing hurrying, as I was just standing without any words.


A week later, guess whom I met at the same place and time! The same lady, the same reason, but this time she was just advised to buy a new watch because it was just 7 o’clock and the shop surprisingly closed at 8.00 like always.


Dream
I can’t remember exactly. It was at night or only after dark I don’t know. But there’s a face in the foreground, sure. It’s a woman and I saw a colour of pink or light red I can’t remember. But I felt a strong push on me. I was so afraid I as I remember. Suddenly everything disappeared but the same face and colour appeared again although my feelings were different. I was confident I had a feeling of victory or something similar. But this time I was not afraid I’m sure.


Precision
In the Spar supermarket on the Ifjúság Street, in a huge building, 1 meter far from the cashier, 10 people were standing at 7.05 p.m. A person of the feminine sex aged 82 years, four months and twenty days, 1m 58cm tall and weighing 43kg and wearing a pink hat 30cm, pushed a woman aged 20 years, four months and fifteen days, 1m 73cm tall, who was just maintained her position and her open mouth state during pushing and was not able to blow an air-stream from her lungs through her vocal folds to create something which is called sounds and combine them to items, called words.


168 hours later in the same place which is huge, the same aged lady was doing the same movement, but the victim of the atrocity who was still 20 years, four months and fifteen days was able to blow an air-stream from her lungs through her vocal folds and created sounds which she combined into words to say: Give money for a new time measuring item: a WATCH!


Hesitation
I don’t really know where it happened….in a church, at school, at the swimming-pool? A bus, perhaps? No, it happened at a supermarket! But which supermarket? It was a supermarket or a small shop? What was there? A queue? Money? I know what I wanted. I wanted to pay. But what for? For how much? I don’t really know in what way. For some eggs? For some milk? I remember. I needed something…food or drink? But why I was standing alone? No..I was not alone. There was somebody there too. A young man…or an old lady? I was wearing a scarf. Or the cashier was wearing a pink hat? I don’t know. Well, I think a woman was standing next to me. But what was she wanted? She wanted to pay too. Yes, I remember, she wanted to push me…but why? I was slow. Or too fast? No, she wanted to be faster. Did I let her?
I think yes, but I’m not sure.


Something similar happened later. A week later? Or after a day? I was standing in the same queue, or not? I remember someone familiar with me. The cashier? No, I remember that old man…or woman? She wanted to push me again because she was in hurry. Or she just wanted to ask me what’s the time? I don’t know, but I said her to buy a new watch….or I gave my watch to her?

2 comments:

The ever-changing mind said...

"You can’t imagine how strong and tough an old lady can be when she’s hungry!" :D Oh, I can! :D Good job! I liked it.:) But I don't want to have a recurrent dream like that! :D By the way it's good to know that you're not getting older after a week (in the precision part). :D

érinthetetlen said...

Funny style exercise! I liked it! And, as Viki wrote, getting older after a week is fascinating! How did you do that? :P Beware of old ugly women! :D