The road is extremely busy at that hour of the morning and I
notice an old blind man standing at the side of the road. I am not too sure
that he wishes to cross but then I walk up to him and ask if he would like to
cross the street. He is only too happy to accept the offer and I take up the challenge of getting him safely to the other side.
I make sure that there are no cars, buses, trucks, exuberant
bike riders coming and cross halfway to the median. Yaaay, we are halfway
through. Now if someone would just stop to make us cross. Soon a white Nissan
stops and so I instruct the old man to step down as we now have clearance to go
and we step off.
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONKKKK!!!!!HHHOOOOONNKKKKK!!!! HOOOONKKKKK!!!
Is some jackass blowing his horn at us? Before I could even
glance to my left….
“Wha’ di **@@&&%$###** you a blow fah? You nuh si
di lady a cross di blind man?!!!! Wha’ yuh wan’ mi fi do? Lick dem down and
kill dem?!!!” shouts the driver of the white car, who by now is hanging halfway
through his window and gesticulating wildly.
“Hurry up and drive up di old piece a cyar and shut yuh
**&&^^%%** mouth!” shouts the piggish driver of a battered blue pickup
van.
“Go way you a real **@@&% eeediat!!! A must buy you buy you
license!!” replies the driver of the white car.
Oh my, I hope this does not escalate into a serious case of
road rage as too many “claawts” are flying around as it is. The first driver
was being kind and the other driver was just being a true pig and would not
wait! Such impatience!
Thankfully, we make it safely across and I escort the old
man to his destination on the other side and he thanks me profusely. I feel happy that I was able
to assist him.
In a span of 10 minutes I experienced the good, the bad and
the ugly! Listen to "The Good, the Bad and the Ugly" here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LQGGQ-FCe_w
Anyway I proceed on my merry way but see a young woman in
striped multi-colored tights showing off her level 4 “post baby bod” (each
level represents a layer) walking with a newborn mostly exposed, its head
uncovered and no umbrella in the 8:45 a.m sun.
The woman spins around to look at the “Crosses” man, sorry I
mean the man with the “stop children crossing” sign who is talking with another
person.
By the time she walks pass me her mouth is contorted into an extended
pout and her lips by now are as long as a swordfish. She is rolling her eyes
and hissing her teeth.
I wonder what the man said to her. She seems totally
annoyed.
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Swordfish |
Nonetheless as I approach the man I realize that he is fuming
too. Hmmmmm…I wonder what is going on here.
“See it deh! Me a tell yuh say dem deh ‘ooman mustn’t have
pickney! Dem no ready fi have children at all! De pickney head no fi tun out
toward di road. Di mother must hold di baby head di odder way facing di fence!! Di sun inna di baby face a bun
him.”
“Oh I see” said the other man.
Actually, I agree with him that the baby needs to be
properly covered and protected from the sun and wonder why she doesn’t have an
umbrella or a cap for the little one.
“Dem a have pickney too early these days and dem no know
nutting! Dem madda supposed fi teach dem certain tings but dem grow up too fast
by di time di madda fi teach dem a ting or two dem done breed already!”
I get to my destination and as I am walking through the gate
there is a Prado with a dark tint lining up to go into one of the few parking
spaces left. The space is very tight as one of the other drivers has parked on
the line. The Prado reverses and goes forward a number of times and just could
NOT line up to fit that large vehicle in the space. What does the driver think
he is driving? A Suzuki Swift or a Mini? What?
For the life of me, I cannot understand why the silly driver
doesn’t circle the plaza to see if there is a better spot elsewhere. Perhaps he
or she was just plain lazy or something.
As I walk toward the store, the absurdity of the Prado trying
to fit into the smallest possible place replays in my mind and the Jamaican
version of the Mission Impossible theme http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gA1rOVCX0cw just keeps ringing in my head…I wonder
why?
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