The other day I used my folks’ car to carry me away to Barnes & Noble for some peace and quiet. This is one of my favorite respite places. An hour or two of scanning books, reading and sipping hot chocolate steadies me to face another week.
I jump in the car; close the door and am immediately assaulted with an odor most foul. Man! What the hell died in here?!?! I look down at Mom’s little car trash bag thinking a rotten apple core must be stinkin’ up the joint. Well, I figure, I’ll just toss it when I get back home.
With the windows rolled all the way down, I cruise on down the road to B&N. After ninety minutes, or so, I am back in the car. Scrunching up my nose, I quickly push the down window button. I think the smell is getting worse. It is growing legs and running all over the car. I am almost positive I see green toxic gas escaping from the ventilation system.
Off to the grocery store to pick a few items for the upcoming week. Forgetting all about the offensive odor, I wheel the food cart back to the car and pop open the trunk. A mushroom cloud of funkalicious foulness almost knocks me to the ground. Aha! The source of stink is discovered!
Mom and Dad forgot to bring the groceries in from a previous food shopping trip. Don’t ask me how long the food was in the trunk. I didn’t take the time to carbon date any of the specimens. I did spy a plastic container of former strawberries, now posing as a pile of fuzzy grey pebbles. Quickly stashing the newly acquired fresh food, I rush home – windows open, naturally.
In addition to the strawberries, a carton of eggs and liquefied asparagus are in the trunk. Throwing out these items, along with a spritz or two of air freshener eliminates the odor – thank goodness! Luckily, most of the food is nonperishable, and won’t go to waste.
Peace,
JaneEllen
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