Bill's Musings

Some of my favourite writing ideas are from old, embarrassing memories, and sometimes from more recent embarrassing memories.

Case in point: I was with my wife at the drugstore recently, and she was looking for some product or other. It required some guidance from one of the pharmacists, and being a man, I wasn’t as keenly interested as she was. So, I started loosely browsing through the aisles. If you are a man reading this, you will totally get this part. When we ‘browse’, our brain often unhooks itself, unless we are at Future Shop or Canadian Tire. So, here I was, un-focused, pretending to read boxes on the shelf, even taking some off the shelf to look at the labels, while in reality, my eyes were seeing Paul Henderson score the winning goal in 1972. I was awoken from my reverie by a little, polite, female voice saying…