In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Sandwich
When I read the daily post prompt, “Sandwich,” I immediately thought of food, egg sandwich, roast beef sandwich and the list goes on. It’s so human of me to think of food.
There is another kind of sandwich which does not bring pleasant memories. It happened to me a few years ago, one kind lady graciously offered a ride to me and my daughter. Since the seat at the back was occupied by her bosom friend and her infant. We were given the front seat where there was the lady who was driving and the two of us. I was sandwiched between my daughter and the driver.
My daughter tried to stay still, so no part of her body would rub against me, the driver on the other hand, reminded me I was being an obstacle to her driving. I know you guys may say, “Why didn’t you take a cab?”
I know it was a serious mistake, I needed to learn this lesson.
Why did I not realize that the kind lady would prefer to drop us on the street, rather than tell her friend to take a cab. I know what you’re thinking of course she was right, yes she was, you know what she squeezed every dime she could for her education and paying her credit card bills, her aim was fulfilled. She didn’t need the mother and the sister anymore!