I’d love to tell you that things have been quiet here due to seasonal festivities. However, I moved.
I know, I know..who moves a week before Christmas? Well, me.
If you live in an area with a tight rental market, you look early, look hard, and apply for everthing. We got lucky. The first place we looked at was the right size, right price, and in a good area. I am 2 blocks from the community centre and 10 minutes from groceries & booze, and 20 minutes from the pub. All things considered, not bad.
On my way home I stopped at the produce place, and while perusing the selection of bananas (mostly green and bruised .meh…) I hear a bold, brassy ‘clang’. Once more whileweaving throught huddled masses at the citrus bins ‘clang clang.’
Standing in line to pay for the 3 suitable bananas I found, I see the source of the ‘clang.’ At both tills, there is a shiny brass bell mounted about 5 feet up the wall. THe cashiers ring it for reasons I don’t fully understand. I thought perhaps the customer at the till won a prize of some sort. A security measure perhaps? “Management (clang)- we have a shifty caucasion in a cheap toque on till 3!!
This is my favourite thing in the neighbourhood. My goal? Find out why they ring that bell no matter how many green bananas and un-needed green onions I have to buy.Encyclopedia Brown, eat your heart out.
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Tags: Moving, Kin’s Farm Market, Groceries, East Vancouver
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