I was just shopping in Whole Foods.
Yeah, I know, yuppie haven and all.
But sometimes I am not up to trying to park at the madhouse known asBerkeley Bowl.
(And I love Berkeley Bowl, my god, a place with a dozen kinds of peaches.)
But Whole Foods is okay, and it is actually cheaper for some things that the other local grocery.
Which gives you a notion of how expensive stuff is around here.
So I was there trying to think what to make for dinner, and picking up bread for Tom
And reading bread labels only to discover that all the breads I like are salty
When I realized that the lady next to me was standing there weeping.
Now I live in southside Berkeley, commonly known as "the open ward," so this in itself wasn't actually odd.
But she was also trying to talk on her cell phone, and just breaking down, so instead of doing the normal don't-meet-their-eyes and escape thing, I made eye contact and looked sympathetic.
Turns out she lost her job, is living in her car, and was just losing it there for a moment.
Nice looking, older lady.
Used to be in real estate.
After a while her friend showed up, and they went off.
What's she doing tonight?