Although my sister and I are getting older, there are still some flashes of the "old Fritzie" that I used to live with. In our younger days when we shared an apartment with Jenna, we played the "Star is Born" album until our neighbors were sick of it, threw a bowling ball through the sliding glass door on to our balcony, drove without a drivers license, bought cars from the same dealership on the same day, danced in the living room and just laughed. I miss her laugh. I miss the old Fritzie.
I did see a little of her yesterday, however, when we ran some of my errands. I had to go to CVS to pick up my medicine and to the bank, but my car was in the garage with Sarah's car behind it. Tony's car was in the driveway, but I don't drive it...I feel like it's too wide and long for me...I'm never sure if I have totally and safely passed other cars in it, so I just don't drive it. Fritz, on the other hand, has a jeep and is used to sitting up high and driving, so we took Tony's car and she drove.
All went well at CVS...we joked with the cashier and gave her a standing ovation for her service. When she got my medicine, she asked for my birthday, when I said it, Fritz called me an old bitch. I looked at the cashier and said, "did you just call me an old bitch?" She got very flustered and stammered, no, but Fritz had my back and agreed that it was the cashier that called me an old bitch. The poor lady, it just went downhill from there! We had to make it up to her, so we clapped and told her to take a bow. All of the other CVS people in the Pharmacy came out and applauded for her as well because Fritz and I were cutting up at her expense and she took it very well. Fritzie, too, laughed like the person I used to know.
From there, we went to the bank so I could cash a check. I told her to use the drive thru, so she pulled up in an empty spot. We were the only ones there. Fritz rolled down the window and said, "now what do I do?" Before I could answer, a voice came over the speaker and told her to pull out the tube, put the stuff in and push the button." She, of course, said, "what button?" The Voice, gave her additional instructions while I put my stuff in the tube. I handed the tube back to Fritz and she completed the instructions telling "The Voice"....."you have to excuse me, I'm a drive-thru virgin." I'm guessing that Fritz didn't realize that her voice could be heard inside of the branch!! Anyway, "The Voice" laughed and joked a bit while Fritz marveled at the modern conveniences of the tube system.
After that, it was on to the dry cleaners, only to find that they had moved. There was a sign on the door indicating their new address. "They moved my pants," I said, "no," Fritz responded, "they moved the whole store." It's that kind of exchange that I miss so much when she is here.
We have gotten older. We have changed. The laughter doesn't come as easy any more. She and her family will visit again, and until then, I am making a list of other things to show her....I bet she'll be a real scream at an ATM!!
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