I am a hippie long hair and all.
Today is portrait day, yoo-hoo, I get up extra early, get
all setup to take one of them fancy headshots of mine but this time of me. It’s
just one of the many things I have to do. I have time to write a poem, edit a
few images and help my lovely wife with some traveling around town. Its early
before 9am I have an hour to spare.
So off I go thinking I can write while I wait for her to do
the little things she wants in life. We stop by a state contracted temporary
job service; My idea here is I can write while she see’s what are some options.
I love to write so this was a really, really cool thing to
do while the sun all red is raising. So I am setting in my truck, right next to
city hall, just jotting down a few outlines to a poem, when two of Meridian officers approach me, asking me to lay my hand
upon the wheel.
The first office asks real nicely what I am doing, my reply,
I was waiting on my wife in the employment office above the bank. He asks for
my ID, while another asks, is your wife trying to get a job in the bank? No I
replied, in the employment office above the bank.
His wonderful reply that made me laugh, Where above the bank?
Sunglass slightly miss angled as he peek beneath them.
What is so funny about all of this, I do look like a hippie
all long hair and all. I do have a nice shirt on, remember its portrait day. I
like driving my old pick up, kind of reminds me of simpler days. Yes sir I am
setting outside the bank.
Alas to have two officers’ not know there was a state funded
temporary employment agency above the Bank.
Either that agency never has any one there, or the jobs are truly
that scarce that the officers’ are unaware it is there. I am sure though that
the state pays for the miles, to the Starbucks and coffee too. Which has to be
the preferred way of interviewing temps for a state job.
I am not sure what I look like. It’s been a few years since
I did a portrait, I must be looking pretty scruffy.
