October 29, 2003

• I'm leaving a thrift store. There are two women, early 30s or so, immediately in front of me on the way through the exit door. One of them is carrying a toddler, 2 years old or less, who's facing me over her shoulder. He sees me and makes eye contact. I smile and wave. By now, we've all gone through the exit door. He waves back awkwardly and says, "Byeeeeeeeee!"

  The women hear him and laugh. They will go their entire lives thinking he was saying goodbye to the store.

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