I was sitting at the bus stop in front of Walgreens on Madison Road in Covington, Kentucky. If this has been the opening for other posts here, so be it. I live in Covington. I live close to Walgreens. It’s on Madison.
I wasn’t taking the bus. I was killing time or maybe I was looking for a story. I got one. Maybe it’s not much of a story, but this is what happened.
There was a lady sitting next to me. She wasn’t a bad looking woman—long brown hair, brown eyes and had some meat on her bones, but she wasn’t heavy. She was talking on her cell phone.
“He wouldn’t stop hitting me, so I left,” I heard the woman say. I took a cigarette out of my shirt pocket and lit it.
“No, I’m gonna go to church and pray on it,” she said to the person she was talking to and after she said that, she removed her false teeth. I think it was the upper plate but don’t hold me to it.
She put the false teeth on her lap. The lady was still talking on her phone, but I was no longer paying attention. I was looking at her teeth.
When you take false teeth out of your mouth, aren’t you supposed to put them in water or something? She had no water, she just had her lap.
Quickly, she put the false teeth back in her mouth. She talked on her cell phone for another minute, then she took her teeth out again—again they ended up on lap. I kept smoking my cigarette.
“No, the church is down by, close to the river,” she said as she put her teeth back in her mouth. This ‘in and out’ stuff lasted for about five minutes, then she got off her cell phone and looked at me.
“You got any money I can have for the bus?” she asked. “No, I don’t,” I replied, lying.
The lady stood up. “Got an extra cigarette?” she said. “No, I don’t I replied, lying again. With that said, she started walking down Madison Avenue, heading down to the river or so I guess.
Sitting there, I continued to smoke my cigarette. I didn’t know false teeth were so easy to take in and out of your mouth. You learn something new every day.
(Photo from dreamstime.com)