A Trip to the Store :: Parables Short Stories Essays

A Trip to the StoreThere once was a man, a ordinary man named John. John had a family with a married woman and three kids, a house with a garage and two gondola cars, very much of an average person was our John. One day Johns wife asked him to go to the store to snuff it some bread. As John put on his coat and found the keys to the car he already knew how he would get to the store. He would pull out of the driveway and form left on Hazelwood road. He would go past the neighbors on whose land he bowhunted all fall, down the hill, between the swamps and up the next hill to the highway. There he would right onto County Road 20 and cruise down the narrow road that bruise past the State Park and the Country Club, probably glance at the lake to see how many ice houses were on the lake and then continue to the intersection of County Road 21. There he would turn left and continue on his way past Ruttgers, where he had often thought of getting a membership, past the gravy holder landin g where he liked to put his boat in the lake when he fished walleyes in the summer. Past Koblilkas where he bought his licenses and into town. Shortly after entering town he would coast to a stop at the stop light and wait to turn right. Then a short drive past the myriads of restaurants and other businesss hoping provided never getting green lights at the intersections and then finally to turn into the parking lot of the store. Then after making his purchase he would turn around and retrace his route back home. It was a route John had taken many times before and was familiar and comfortable with. The route was whiz he could use with little thought or attention required on his part. Often instead of thinking about where he was going he would think about other things while he was driving or perhaps just listen to the radio. Sometimes he could make the whole get off there and back without hardly noticing the route itself. Not to say the trips were always easy, sometimes bad weather made the route slippery or ominous traffic made the trip longer then it should be. There was always a chance of having a flat tire or other car problems along the way.