So, we had our "observation" fieldtrip this morning for English 111. We got to "observe" people at McDonalds and Wal-Mart. Mainly we just joked around and ate...and caused chaos in Wal-Mart. I'm actually going to post my paper about it. I'm changing names in it, because I'm weird like that. I think the only people mentioned are me, Muffin, and a couple of my classmates...So I'll probably just go through and change their names [aside from Muffin, who will be called Muffin. Because he'd hate it if he knew I called him Muffin all over the internet!! HAHA!!] Anyways, so they'll probably just be Female Classmate or Girl or Boy or Whatever. Ok, so probably not 'Whatever' but you get the idea....OOOH, maybe I'll use adjectives that describe them as their names. Like Tall and Brother...ok, so Brother isn't an adjective but the one whom I'm applying it to is like my brother, so deal with it!!
NOTE: Feel free to skip over all of this. I'll put it in italics so you know when I get back to the real post. If you're awesome enough to read through it, PLEASE give me feedback on it. I'm turning it in for a grade tomorrow and I really would like to know what you all think!! THANKS!!
The sound most prominent was the constant blasting of the air above the doorway. There were kitchen noises, too: the clatter of utensils and the residual banter of employees.
I fingered the twenty in my palm as I stepped forward to place my order, a nice, good breakfast biscuit. The woman was cordial enough for a fast-food working zombie.
The air gusted over the door, garnering my attention. A group of elderly people were heralded in. As I waited for my bacon, egg and cheese biscuit, I realized the sheer amount of senior citizens at the restaurant. One would think McDonalds was the Fountain of Youth! Or maybe it was just the time of day that senior citizens emerge…
I got my breakfast and sat down across from my friends, both waiting for their own food. I unwrapped the wax paper over my sandwich. The cheese stuck to the wrapper and I grimaced.
The door opened, another blast of air, and there entered an alumni. His face was as dumbfounded as my classmates and mine must have been. With such a small town as Wouldn't You Like to Know?! , it is inevitable to see someone that you know; yet, to see a good friend was a more than pleasant surprise.
We joked and playfully taunted each other, laughing with our mouths full of unhealthy food. Brother, our alumni beloved, sat between my sister and I, Muffin and Tall were across the table from us.
“Oh guess what?” Brother said, excitedly glancing at his iPod, he undoubtedly wanted to inform us of the latest trivial tidbit about electronics.
“Chicken butt,” Muffin said flippantly, obviously looking for a reaction. We stared at him.
I froze mid-bite. He laughed sheepishly, “Oh sorry, you’re eating.”
I finished my bite and glared at him, not liking his childish antics very much. Eventually we wrapped up our fast food adventures and departed to our next destination.
Wal-Mart.
We walked through the parking lot, stepped into the automatic doors and took in the splendor of it all. Marked down items galore! We immediately departed company of our large group, each splitting off in a thousand different directions. Sweet and I meandered around, laughing and joking and having a merry time. She grabbed a ginormous pillow—almost as tall as she was—and tucked it under her arm. We walked aimlessly down aisles, smiling at passersby and giggling like love struck schoolgirls.
“That pillow ain’t quite big enough,” one old man noted, glancing at us. His hooded eyes stared at us as we stared back at him, taken aback. We smiled and politely answered; but then walked away quickly, unable to contain our giggles.
We saw many people we knew, talking to each briefly and explaining our little outing. We continued to gather random items from store shelves, a Styrofoam tombstone and a red and purple hat. We laughed generously as we flounced down the aisles, in search of our classmates.
And then we found…Barack Obama. Not the real presidential hopeful, rather a latex mask of the man. We had to have the mask. It was a necessity. Needless to say, we grabbed the mask and made a beeline for apparel where Muffin, Sister and Tall stood inconspicuously looking at T-shirts.
The mask caused chaos amongst us. Muffin put the mask on and we unobtrusively took his video camera and filmed it. People stared at us and ushered their children down different aisles—nobody particularly wanted to be within range of the teenaged, presidential wannabes.
Muffin and I had the bright idea of finding Red, Skinny and Sleepy and scaring them with the mask. Their faces were priceless as they saw the mask adorning Muffin's face. Once the horror was stripped away from their visages, there was humor. We laughed for a while—people looked at us askance as we chortled helplessly next to the milk coolers.
A quick glance at my watch told me we were well past the time of our officiated departure. I grabbed a Starbucks chilled coffee on my way out and we walked to the car. Still bantering and laughing even as we drove away—back to the mundane normality of schoolwork and real life; but still with the fun of the morning burned into our memories.
Anyways, so that's my paper. I hope you all liked it. I had an awesome time, a lot more stuff happened that I didn't include. Like an old guy in McDonalds hitting on my sister and then our 'brother' standing up and yelling "NOT HER!" While everyone stared at him...it was hilarious. I had a pretty good day, so yeah. Awesome. COMMENT ABOUT MY PAPER, PLEASE!!!
EDIT!! Portions of this are now changed thanks to the help of the ever lovely toxictherapy!! Thanks, sweetheart!
