a close call

so i see this woman in a motorized cart and she appears to be wedged in the back corner of the room. i look at E and whisper, "is she stuck?" she called her grandson over to her and i was convinced she was tying a little note around his neck, much like one would with a carrier pigeon. except with those rats with wings i think people tie notes to the leg rather than the neck. i guess if you tied it to the neck it would blow off in flight. or perhaps fly up and hit the bird in the eye. thus causing it to die. thus defeating the purpose of sending the little guy off to help you. i mean he would end up being the one who needed help and then where would that leave you? i mean really. anyway, i think i may have run off course. i was convinced she was sending the little scamp off for help.

"dear kind sir or madam,
if you find this please follow my sweet little angel of a
grandson back to me. for i am on a motorized cart and i seem to have found
myself wedged into a corner.

thanks a bunch,
lady on cart."

(i'm sure that's what her note would have said)

but upon further inspection it appeared she was just taking a little break. guess all that driving around made her dizzy or something. good thing i did what i normally do in a situation like that, pretend not to notice her. otherwise i would have looked like a fool rushing off to her aid.