Overheard.
I went into town today. We popped into the library to meet up with a friend and bumped into someone I’ve not seen in over a year.
That aside, I overheard something that first made me smile and then set me thinking.
"Oh look. MEN. Does that mean you can buy one in there then? What sizes do you think they come in?"
Much giggling from the 2 women. We were walking past the Anne Summers shop. A couple of doors down they are setting up a River Island. The shop is essentially empty but most of the fittings are in place, including a large neon sign "MEN" towards the back. They were laughing at the idea of men for sale. But aren’t women for sale every day? And set aside, discarded when they are no longer young enough, pretty enough etc? Yet the idea of men for sale is funny?
I laughed with them. Then the irony of the juxtaposition of the shops and the comment wandered in. The funny side sort of evaporated at that point.
