I Think I Understand

My friend Jennie often says she doesn't like going downtown because it makes her feel like a country bumpkin. I never understood this. Jennie saw Queen in concert! She saw Freddie Mercury rocking those hot pants. The "cool people" on Church Street have nothing on her.
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In the past month I've been in and out of Burlington often. Last month while navigating my van around a small gas station, I collided with a cement barricade and caused major damage to the passenger side. At the beginning of the month, trying to park in a tiny visitor garage I scuffed up against some one's car. When exiting the tiny garage I backed into the building and cracked my right tail light cover.
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Yesterday I experienced the final straw. The Deweychildren had an appointment downtown. At the end of their appointment, Mae was within eyeshot as I spoke with the provider about scheduling our next visit. Suddenly the fire alarm went off. Mae ran to me from the direction of the fire alarm pull, her arms outstretched as she shouted "Turn it off! Turn it off!" The building was evacuated. When firetrucks came Mae exclaimed, "Fire Trucks, Woo Woo!"
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I still enjoy going downtown. However, I now have a new appreciation for my friend Jennie's statement.