Moss, is humor writer from Tennessee. She writes a
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things that happen to everyone.
She has written for the Daily News of Kingsport, Griffin Journal,
Oakridge Now, Atlanta Woman Magazine, Aberdeen Examiner, Angleton
Advocate, and Smyrna AM, a supplement of the Murfreesboro Daily News
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Progress comes to town
My one-horse hometown finally got too big for its britches and has started to
grow. Theyíve been working on the new shopping center over by the Interstate
for some time. I didnít really pay much attention. After all, there seems to
be a bull dozer digging dirt somewhere every place you look these days.
Then it opened.
New stores, a discount store, a department store, all kinds of little shops.
Itís like another whole city over there, only two miles away. Other people seem
to be like me, though. They canít get used to the idea of shopping somewhere
else. You still canít find a place to park at Wal-Mart, while the aisles at the
new Target are like a bowling alley.
I guess we will all adjust sooner or later.
I went to Target the other day. It was my daughterís birthday and I wanted to
get a gift card. I looked around a little bit, but it was like any other new
store. I couldnít find stuff, didnít know where to look, and had to ask
someone. It was annoying.
Some people are freaking out about it. Itís killing the old downtown, they say.
Need to support our local merchants, yadda, yadda. Iím not against people
making a living, but, face it, this town has been dead for a long time. It just
didnít have enough sense to shut its eyes. Maybe a few new stores will rattle
the cage and wake up the economy.
Yesterday my printer cartridge ran out of ink. ďOh, rats! Have to go all the
way to Staples in Murfreesboro to get a new one.Ē Then I remembered. We have a
Staples store here now! So, I hopped in my shoes and took off for the new
shopping center. I could park right by the door. The crowds havenít found it
I just hope they have what I need, I thought. I didnít need to worry. All the
shelves were fully stocked. I found not only my size cartridge but also one for
my daughterís printer. Wonder if they could have that jump drive like Iíve been
looking for? I need some printer paper, and some photo paper, andÖ well, you
get the picture. By the time I got out of there the printer cartridge cost me
$200 with all the extras.
This new shopping center may be a little bit too handy.
ďI love your store!Ē I told the checker at the cash register. ďYou have
everything that everyone else is sold out of!Ē
She looked a bit surprised, but soon came to her senses. ďDo you have our
Rewards Card?Ē Ah, yes, the impersonal, ďpersonal touchĒ of these big box
She found my card on the computer faster than I could find it in my wallet.
Yeah, itís going to take me a while. Iím just not used to the Big City being in
my front yard. Itís always been down the road a bit, just inconvenient enough
to keep me at home.
The bull dozers are still digging and more stores are going up all the time.
You canít stop progress, they say. Newer is better. Asphalt will surely
inherit the earth.
History has a place and sometimes it can be revitalized. There are examples,
usually where there is high-density population and little place for growth -- or
a lot of tourists. But I think we are stuck with the inevitable. People are
going where they can shop conveniently, find what they need, and most of all
where there is parking.
Now if I can just figure out how to get in and out of the danged place without
turning at the wrong light, on the wrong road, or the one that doesnít go
At least I knew where I was in the old town, even though I might have to circle
that stupid roundabout three times before I could get out of it
Copyright 2008 Sheila Moss
Nashville, TN 37219
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