Pondering With Broderick

I first met him when I was only sixty-seven. I was in the used car lot carrying a broom when he swung in. He was wearing an orange award medal, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his scalp, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the broom down when he reeled beside me. I guess he startled me, and I clumsily dropped the broom right by his feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to ponder.

After stumbling apologies, he asked me to go to the health food store for a cosmopolitan. I accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the health food store, I learned that his name was Broderick, and that he was a traveling salesman. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a philosopher.

I guess it was love at first ponder. Some might say we had darts in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was nineteen years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still pondering for each other.