Mysterious Packages
I had a package in my mailbox
from Alaska
at the University.
Inside was a small keychain
with these glittery words:
"People who act like they know eveything
annoy those of us who do."
***
That same afternoon, I stopped at a subway
downtown to pick up a six-inch spicy Italian on wheat.
When I exited the building I noticed a strange character
standing beside my Neon.
He was acting suspcious and I wondered if I had locked the doors.
Obviously, he didn't see me crossing the street,
coming directly toward him,
because, after looking up and down the street,
he reached into a trash can
and picked up a styrofoam lunch container
and quickly tucked under his jacket.
Drug deal was my first thought;
poverty was my second.
How might you interpret this scene?
And more importantly, why?
10 Comments:
Poverty, I'd guess.
Ooh, another tidbit of info - SQ drives a Neon. Another piece of the growing collage.
I think the keychain is probably from a secret club made up of people who rule the world. They want you to join them.
I think the guy probably managed a restaurant and needed the styrofoam container for a take out order..
If I was at work my first thought would be drug deal...if I was off-duty, then I'd probably think he was down on his luck and needed some food.
A neon??? I could have sworn it was a Pinto.
I think he's a Russian selling secrets through trash services. BEWARE OF DUMPSTERS.
Nano-Nano
I'm glad to see you eat wheat bread :)
Poor guy - either way, digging through the trash is not conducive to ego boosting.
Poverty probably...i wudnt interupt at all actually....too scared to get into nething like this.
Cheerzz!
I'm guessing he's an undercover FBI agent picking up secret documents to take to Dick Cheney and George Bush (the REAL ones, not the robots posing as them for the public to see). These documents, of course, spell out in explcit detail the coming alien apocalypse.
...Or he was nuts. One or the other
I guess I'm dirty minded, but I thought of C&B when I read 'mysterious packages'.
Like Dane Cook's favorite game, "Who's in my mouth?"
Apologies, I'm in a crude mood today, won't happen again.
Making readers wait days and days for new SQ post is inhumane!
Don't make me call the UN!
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