Sam's Club Parking Lot

I'm one of those people who often say, "You'll never guess what.......".


Well today's never guess is this:
As I was walking to my car, in a Sam's Club parking lot, I heard a familiar harmony not far away. There in their zebras striped, 80's off one shoulder styled, costumes were 4 women singing in full blown Barbershop Quartet Harmony. "The Hills are Alive with the Sound of Music" was bellowing through the air stream as if I was standing on the Alps or wherever Julie Andrews did her never-ending twirl of song.


Hmm....me, being me, I says to myself, I must put this cart in  => that cart stop over there so I can inch my way closer to the ladies. I enjoy these moments. I needed to non-chalantly stroll by as to not look stalkerish but more fan like in my approach. Maybe a suggestive hand cupped behind my ear to indicate the I'm listening intently signal but not too heavy on the cupping so they didn't think I was signaling that it was bad. You know.


They smile and lure me in to their lair of tones waving as if they were celebrities and I was a stalkerish fan...shoot, I didn't want to do that. Oh well, here goes.


"That was beauti...""Are you a singer?" interrupts the tenor. "Um, yes I am. I used to be in a barbershop quartet way back in high school" says I. Well that's all it took....jibber jabber on and on went the foursome about how I could join, listen to, attend concerts, here's a card, watch this on youtube, the website this and that, last night we sang here, next weekend is the finals for ...... you'll love it, the best you've ever heard!


As I slithered back inching step by step out of the realm of Sweet Adalines, I couldn't help but think to myself-


They'd make really good Mary Kay ladies!