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| Not actually "Car Cat." Courtesy: www.calautomuseum.org |
I’m going to pull back the curtain right at the start here
and tell you I had no blog topic for this week. As late as Friday morning, my
plan was to take maybe ten of the roughly 12,000 pictures I took during my
honeymoon and do funny captions. Spinning pure gold here at The Cheese Life.
That was the plan – it may still be a future plan, so if that sounds like fun,
stay tuned – but then on Friday morning, inspiration struck in a familiar
location: the gym. Well, more accurately in the parking lot of the gym.
There I
was, crossing the parking lot to my car, my old grade school and high school
backpack full of dirty clothes on my back. The morning had the chilly feel of Fall,
by the way. As I was walking passed a seemingly
run-of-the-mill, plain old car, it happened. I noticed four things which gave
me a blog topic. This blog topic. I will now relate to you the four things I noticed,
not in the order I noticed them, but in a calculated order based on dramatic
effect.
So, the
first thing I noticed –and this was actually the first thing I noticed – was
two open Tupperware containers were sitting in the back window of the car. This
seemed an odd place for Tupperware, and upon further inspection I noticed they
also contained little bits of food. The back window of a car seemed a very
strange place for containers of food. Front window or passenger seat, those
would make sense. Someone was eating and tossed them there when they got to
their destination. I get that. Back window, that’s a hard place to reach from
the driver’s seat, maybe whoever it was, wasn’t traveling alone.
That
brings me to the second thing I noticed – not really the second thing this
time, dramatic effect: the car had a handicapped tag prominently hanging from
its rear view mirror, but it wasn’t in a handicapped spot. It was actually
parked across from the handicapped spots outside of the gym, all of which were
empty. While the car was close, many of the empty handicapped spots were even
closer. Again, odd. Maybe the tag is for a relative who wasn’t traveling in the
car that day or the person just wanted to challenge him or herself.
Now we
come to the third thing I noticed – but not really: Not one or two, but all
four of the cars windows were slightly open. Just ever so slightly. Now, I usually
leave my back two windows cracked when I get to work to air out the towel I use
at the gym, but never all four. Also, the day, as I mentioned when I set the
scene for you earlier, wasn’t hot. All four windows cracked was certainly
overkill on a day like that, when even in direct sunlight, a car likely wasn’t
going to get all that stuffy.
And now
the last thing I noticed: but not really: There was a full-sized adult cat,
white with a few black and brownish spots resting on the car’s dashboard. My
mind couldn’t process what I was seeing. I reeled. The cat paid me no mind and
continued lounging.
