This morning, I pulled into the Quiktrip (my favorite convenience store) and as I park, I see the manger come out the front door with a slack-jawed gaping look on his face, staring across the parking lot.
Curious fool that I am, I follow his gaze until I spy a 50-60 year old woman walking across the lot, away from the store.
She was wearing what I can only describe as a Shirley Temple dress – sort of a frilly child’s dress with puffly sleeves and rows of overlapping cloth forming the skirt portion. The first problem with this picture was that the dress was too short, and only reached to just slightly below her waistline.
It was so short that her underwear would have been completely uncovered – had she been wearing any!
Instead, she was wearing a diaper – not a modern diaper, either. This was an old-style cloth diaperwrapped around and pinned up.
It was not the best sight I could have started my morning with.