We went for a drive and had to get gasoline for my husband's car; the matriarch enjoys the wind in her hair--as opposed to air conditioning with the windows closed. With her sunglasses on, she looks like one hot granny.
Anyhow, the gas station in Baxter is full serve and the fellow who was the attendant was covered in tattoos; in particular, he had a Superman tattoo now down his whole arm. To be honest, when I first saw him I was a little intimidated--really, he had a lot of tattoos. The Superman one was just the largest. It's funny how appearances dictate how we see people because this man was very nice. He called me "Miss," he called the matriarch "Miss." He was polite, attentive and made a big deal out of the matriarch being his oldest customer of the day. Why do I keep telling everyone how old the matriarch is? It is not like it is a general part of conversation. But, the fellow was a good sport and made the matriarch's day. It is funny how a simple trip to the gas station can improve the whole day.
It was a short drive in the heat. But the matriarch seemed pleased for the day.
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Appearance has always been a part of the animal kingdom, human kingdom too. Good looking, wealthy males with status tend to attract females with good genes. It is and always will be the way of Nature, a 'gene' thing. That is why most people want to be noticed, recognized, paid attention to, count, have status within their own communities; and that's why so many people nowadays wear more than one tattoo, the more tattoos, the more recognition.
ReplyDeleteYou probable tell people how old the matriarch to let her know you know she still counts; and that is a "kindness" thing, on your part.