As we lurched through the mall parking purgatory on December 23, we agonized as we crawled to the finish line of our final shopping destination after a full day at the mall safari. What would normally take less than five minutes was slowly amounting to 25.
Then a shot of randomness pierced the mundane parking lot stop and go. The exit line we were in snaked slowly past Dick’s Sporting Goods, where we had currently come to a stop. As we waited, bored and tired, a man in his 50s emerged from the store carrying none other than a Daisy BB gun, very similar to the Red Ryder, carbine action, two-hundred shot range model air rifle from A Christmas Story.
Without thinking, I said “Hey Yarei… I dare you to say to that guy ‘Hey kid!! You’ll shoot ya eye out!!” I laughed at my witty dare. “I bet you won’t do it. I’ll bet you….”
Hmmmmmmmmm…the electric window in the back seat was going down.
“YAREI! What are you doing!” I turned back and yelled. But it was too late.
“Hey KID!!!” She yelled out the window of our non-moving car, “YOU’LL SHOOT YOUR EYE OUT!!” She smiled at the dare she just nailed. The man seemed to not hear her very obvious yell. I ducked as if working on my car radio.
“Blast… he didn’t hear me.” She mumbled, yet still determined. Taking a deep breath, she stuck her head out the window and bellowed, “HEY KID!! YOU’LL SHOOT YOUR EYE OUT!!”
The man briefly stopped, looked over his shoulder and squinted in our direction. We were both hoping he would have pumped the gun and released a victory shot in the air, or something. But, all he did was give us a confused smirk and walked on to his car.
After acknowledging her domination of the dare, we exchanged hearty laughs and I was left wondering what else I could dare her to do in our current state of immobile boredom.
But, break time was over, and it was time to move forward another 2 feet