Photo Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Thank the lord I’m wearing a head scarf. People stare so. Get those looks in.
I need to get to that trash can. Leighton’s Deli customers throw away the best corned beef and swiss. What waste. The can will be emptied at 8:00. I don’t have much time.
I hate when people stare. I’ll smooth out the side of my coat where it wrinkles. You’d think a woman fingering through some new trash wouldn’t concern people. Still holding his bag at his side, the man sneers at me. ~ I’d like to see him eat out of better trash than this.
I wish he’d stop looking at me. You don’t know me, Mister.