The customer lounge

“Your babies spend their first nine months upside down. The next twelve should be spent backwards.”

“What?”

“I’m reading that poster over there”, the younger of the two women said.

Her mother, I think it was obvious, peered over her glasses, in her daughter’s direction.

“Oh, that’s all about seat belts, isn’t it?”

“Well, yeah, child safety, anyway. That’s a cute picture, isn’t it?” her daughter asked. They were sitting in the customer’s lounge of the automobile dealership. Mother was in her mid-80s, I’d guess. She must’ve been quite a looker in her youth as she was still a handsome woman, tall and dignified, wearing matching top and bottom exercise gear. Her daughter, also a well-appointed lady, perhaps 60, gave off the same impression. That was one that implied they were quite comfortable. Not filthy rich, mind you, but decidely well off.

The daughter smiled to herself, “Remember that time in Houston when you had to stop so suddenly, Mom?”

“Oh, I remember that! Mother said, “Wasn’t that in our old Lincoln?

“Mrs. Raleigh! Mrs. Raleigh!” Someone called over the intercom.

“Coming! Come on, Mother, we’re ready!”