Last fall, T got a jacket from work. There was a department celebrating a milestone, and he was included. It’s a red heavy windbreaker with gray patches on the shoulders and side panels, and the company logo on the front.
Well, there must have been a huge sale on these jackets (minus that logo). This spring, I am seeing them everywhere. On Saturday, when I went to the post office, I saw 3 in 3.5km. The other day, on a 15 minute car ride to the grocery store, I saw 8 in 6 blocks. Last week on the taxi ride back from the center of the city, 11 people! Plus a billboard advertising the jacket. Someone in the jacket factory let the machines run a few extra nights and Shenyang ended up with an extra truck load.
Tim wears his nearly every day. Coincidentally, or not, our driver, Pan, has the jacket too. So as I sit in the backseat with him and Tim up front, it’s “Jacket, Jacket” everywhere we go.
Then, there are the variations … red with black patches, green or pink with gray patches, black with red patches, men, women, even children. They are everywhere. I walk down the street or look out our apartment window and say to myself, “Jacket.” They have become my SQUIRREL! It’s lucky that the temperatures are on the rise or who knows how many pictures I’d end up with.
Sharing my obsession.