Feeling overwhelmed, I hop on my bike and head out into the Florida summer for a ride, and stop at Heavenly Biscuit for coffee and an egg sandwich. I take a sit on the deck next to three young folks, mid-20's or thereabouts, two guys and a girl. The girl was going on and on about how she was just given this beach wrap and didn't know how to wear it. She tells her boyfriend and the other male that she would look up "beach wrap" on the Internet. I advise her the name of the item is "saraong." She thanks me and tells me that she just moved to Fort Myers from New York and never had a Sarong before. I instruct her on how to wear it and, in fact, dress her in it. She then sits down next to her boyfriend and tells him that she wishes that she and her Mom could make amends. She then leaves the table in search of water. The boyfriend says to his friend: We better leave now; else, she'll go on and on about her Mom. But, when the girl returns, she doesn't re-introduce the subject.
Moments later, a local girl climbs up the stairs to the deck and is about to to inside when the boyfriend says "hi" to her. She responds enthusiastically: Well, hi, how are you? Haven't see you in awhile. They begin chatting while the man's girlfriend sits silently looking peeved. The conversation mostly concerns the status of this girl's own boyfriend, currently incarcerated. This girl also uses the "f' word frequently. She finally goes inside and the girlfriend turns to the boyfriend and says: Why is it that you know every white trash girl around? You are totally disgusting. He seems taken about: What did I do? I just said hi to her.
Feeling energized by the conversation and coffee, I head home, ready to tackle the Seller's agent yet again, and the Yard Sale.
