Corn Flake Dreams

It had been one of his worst days ever, but there he was in the neighborhood grocery store, making an unintentional 1940’s fashion statement, with his old fedora and raccoon coat! If only his wife could of joined him, or gone herself, besides, this is really no fun for a real man! He just became more irritable, with profane mutterings faintly leaving his lips!

Then, suddenly as he placed his right hand on a box of corn flakes in front of him, he felt the urge to turn around and gaze down the aisle. At that glorious instant, his eyes were struck by a vision of pure beauty! She was tall, slender, very sexy, with the way her reddish blond hair flowed down her shoulders, subtly, accentuating her beautiful and captivating smile! Now, his feet feel like lead bricks, he’s motionless, as if a statue, except for his subtle roving eye, trying not to be too obvious, gazing upon her loveliness! All previous irritable thoughts seem to disappear with every precious moment of his stare! Even the prospect of long checkout lines, inept clerks, could not change his good mood now!

What a glorious day indeed, but suddenly a familiar voice is heard from behind, one that would send shivers down his spine! His throat tightens, his face turns beet red, he begins to perspire, as he hears the scary voice, of his once, beautiful wife! She is yelling at him, ”Harry, just what in gods name could you be staring at, you old skirt chasing bum! ” As he turned to his wife, tears almost, over flow his eyes! In an instant, she has ruined a beautiful and erotic dream! Oh well, at least he’s not too old to dream!"

 Author - Bob Drake