Another Dream...
So it seems that my mother had decided to open a little house and garden shop selling things like plant pots, garden tools, and lawn accessories. It was a small shop in a sort of strip mall, but it was charming and Mom was so proud of it. But business was not good. I was in the shop with my mother one day and it must have been just after Christmas because in the window there were still some Christmas items that had gone unsold.
No one had been in the shop all day or possibly since Christmas. And things looks bad for the shops's future. Suddenly Mom noticed a pair of women looking in the shop window and talking and she perked up immediately and told me that these women were the turning point she's been hoping for and that they were sure to buy something. She was so Happy!
Then the women at the window laughed and went into the shop next door instead. And my mother dissolved into tears. And she wept on my shoulder. It seems that these women had only stopped to make fun of the sad little Christmas decorations and items still in the window from the holiday.
We were locking up the shop to go get something to eat, when we rounded a corner at the strip mall and ran smack into Robin Williams. We were astounded we'd run into such a star in such a place, but he was charming and, when he found out about the shop, asked to see it.
In short order, Robin Williams had become the center of a huge party in my mother's shop. Apparently, he had called some people who'd called some people, etc. and there were now tons of folks in the place and outside on the sidewalk (where it was miraculously warm) laughing and dancing and having a great time. And, more importantly, they were buying. And the shop was saved.
And, as usual, I'm completely open to interpretations on this one. Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
Posted by Jere at February 20, 2004 01:23 PM | TrackBack