For Fandango’s Friday Flashback — September 11Th I have chosen:
Originally published September 11, 2015
I blame it on texting and emails.
Nobody hand writes anything anymore.
They don’t hand write letters or notes. They don’t even jot little reminders on their hands.
I’ve even heard kids don’t learn handwriting anymore. I’m not sure if that’s true or not, but I know most kids can’t tell time on old school clocks so it wouldn’t surprise me to find out that’s true.
I was at a club over the summer- they play rock and roll there.
I went into the restroom to powder my nose and what I noticed was how clean the bathroom was . There was a little basket with lotions on the counter and the entire room was painted a light yellow.
Next to the wall near the sink was a little table with a framed picture of a woman walking through a field of sunflowers.
She was dragging a scarf behind her.
I went into one of the stalls and the walls in there were pristine except for flyer with the names and dates of upcoming acts. The flyer was not taped to the door, but held in a small acrylic frame with the club’s name along the top
I was in awe.
I was also freaked out.
I mean, this was a bathroom in a club that featured rock bands.
So I reached into my purse and found a pen (Yes, I actually carry one. It’s full of ink)slid the flyer out of the frame and I drew little devil horns and mustaches on the faces.
” Nothing personal guys.” I said to the flyer as I slid it back into the frame. ” I’m just setting the Universe back to writes.”