After a lovely cafe lunch, just tables from a chatty Emily Mortimer (or her doppelganger) and friend, I decided to grab a few of life's essentials at our local grocery store.
There was something extremely depressing about the fluorescent lights and piped music. Every one of my fellow shoppers looked like slight variations on a type—each in their late 60s to 70s with the same gray-white hair, cut to the same bob, hovering around the frozen dinners and comparing garbage bags. Altogether, it was a creepy scene.
I had to find some peanut butter and my favorite instant breakfast drink before losing my will to live. But then something happened before my eyes. These dreary ladies transformed from shuffling shoppers into dancing boppers. Where was my camera?! Up and down every aisle, they were singing and dancing like nothing I'd ever seen. Not that they turned into the caste of Chicago but they were each performing in their own way, some quietly singing along and others shaking it in the aisles. The song? Oh the title of that song will always be a mystery, but I believe it was a major hit in 1960.
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After thinking about it for a couple days, I think the compelling thing about this post is the two mysteries breezily mentioned in passing: Was it Emily Mortimer? What is the name of the hypnotic major hit from 1960?
(I would like to believe that it was indeed Emily Mortimer, and that the song was "In The Long Run" by the Carrie Nations ... you know, like from the movie)
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