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amelhe

22 / F / straight / Single

Austin, Texas

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The Last Avocado

I've never posted in a journal before, so bear with me...

Every once in a while, I find myself pondering an incident that happened a few years ago: 

Anecdote

Driving home after dropping a friend off at her place, I found myself waiting at a red light.  A van of boys pulled up next to me and asked me if I knew where they could buy an avocado.  I wasn't sure, and said so.  Then they asked me if I knew where a gas station was.  I told them I thought there was one up ahead.  Then the light turned green.  As they drove off, one of them yelled out the window: "goodbye forever!"  I was left sitting there, both amused and bemused.  Why were they so desperate for an avocado?

Musings on Anecdote (note: this is where you stop reading if you just wanted a funny story)

To this day, I wonder sometimes if they found an avocado, and if so, what they did with it.  Make guacamole?  Grow a baby one with the pit?  What most sticks in my memory however, is "goodbye forever."  The concept is especially distressing to me, and I can't put my finger exactly on why. 

It has happened a few times now, that I've had to say goodbye forever, if not in words, then in deeds.  Usually the other party seems remarkably composed and imperturbed about it, whereas I am inwardly in turmoil.  The funny thing though, is that if I did have a means of contacting subsequent "goodbye forever" acquaintances, I probably wouldn't.  Yet knowing that I could would put me at ease.  Sometimes the briefest of interactions-- at a hostel, at a bar, in a store, on a plane-- can make for the most lasting impressions.  Perhaps it is the very fact that they are so short that makes them stick in my mind so long: an air of mystery will always remain.

Opinions?

What do you guys think?  Do you ever have trouble saying goodbye forever, or are you happy to let certain interactions remain perfect pearls in your memory, and if so, do you think on these encounters from time to time, or never again?

I would also be curious to hear any of your stories, as well as any ideas on uses for an avocado.            

I've never posted in a journal before, so bear with me...

Every once in a while, I find myself pondering an incident thathappened a few years ago: 

Anecdote

Driving home after dropping a friend off at her place, I foundmyself waiting at a red light.  A van of boys pulled up nextto me and asked me if I knew where they could buy an avocado. I wasn't sure, and said so.  Then they asked me if I knewwhere a gas station was.  I told them I thought there was oneup ahead.  Then the light turned green.  As they droveoff, one of them yelled out the window: "goodbye forever!"  Iwas left sitting there, both amused and bemused.  Why werethey so desperate for an avocado?

Musings on Anecdote (note: this is where youstop reading if you just wanted a funny story)

To this day, I wonder sometimes if they found an avocado, and ifso, what they did with it.  Make guacamole?  Grow a babyone with the pit?  What most sticks in my memory however, is"goodbye forever."  The concept is especially distressing tome, and I can't put my finger exactly on why. 

It has happened a few times now, that I've had to say goodbyeforever, if not in words, then in deeds.  Usually the otherparty seems remarkably composed and imperturbed about it, whereas Iam inwardly in turmoil.  The funny thing though, is that if Idid have a means of contacting subsequent "goodbye forever"acquaintances, I probably wouldn't.  Yet knowing that I couldwould put me at ease.  Sometimes the briefest ofinteractions-- at a hostel, at a bar, in a store, on a plane-- canmake for the most lasting impressions.  Perhaps it is the veryfact that they are so short that makes them stick in my mind solong: an air of mystery will always remain.

Opinions?

What do you guys think?  Do you ever have trouble sayinggoodbye forever, or are you happy to let certain interactionsremain perfect pearls in your memory, and if so, do you think onthese encounters from time to time, or never again?

I would also be curious to hear any of your stories, as well asany ideas on uses for an avocado.           

The Last Avocado
An image of Jeigh She was in the shampoo aisle talking to her bf on a cell. She asked him which shampoo she should buy, reading each title to him over the phone. He seemed annoyed. After a long pause she said "What do you mean, why am I calling?" Another long pause. "Ok." She put away the cell phone and stood silently for a moment and just looked at the rows upon rows of shampoos. - I don't know why I remember this scene so clearly, but I do.

Jeigh commented on

An image of Constant Usually these stories end with: "and the day after, I read in the newspaper that that night was the anniversary of a tragic accident..." Are you sure they were not the spirits of young people who died and could not reach a better place until they found their avocado ? Did you touch one of them ?

Constant commented on

An image of SchrodingersBat In my youth I did the whole working in a supermarket bit and I remember a woman asking me if we had cottage cheese. Now usually we had it but since it wasn't the biggest market we were out until our delievery. When I had a look and told her "No sorry" she looked mortified and said "That's just great" and walked off. Now I like cheese but not getting it isn't the end of the world. It really made me wonder why getting cottage cheese was so important to her.

SchrodingersBat commented on

Default user image Best scenario for short movies 2009.

A former user commented on

Default user image @ Jeigh: Haha! Thanks for the anecdote-- loved it. I can almost sympathize with the girl though; the array and choice of shampoos these days can be so overwhelming! haha.

amelhe commented on

Default user image whoops, I am still learning the ways of these comments boxes... @ Constant: no, I can't be sure of anything. I wasn't able to touch any of them to see if they were real. I think you may be on to something! @Schrodingersbat: haha! again, love the anecdote. Maybe she was making a special recipe for guests that required cottage cheese and simply nothing else would do. Or, she needed it for her cottage cheese collection? Art project? I don't know, I guess I'm just as stumped as you are. @Flowersoup: Glad you think so. Do I get to see the end-result?

amelhe commented on

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