Saturday

Loud shouting man

Man annoyed. Skin of purple, fists clenched and he looks ready to lift off like a rocket.

He shouts louder than I’ve ever heard anyone shouting, ‘WHEN I ASK YOU…’ and he stops. It shot out like a bullet, the piece of tissue. The piece of tissue that shot out of his nose. Like a bullet it shot out.

Then it unfolds. Like a space capsule on re-entry, parachute opening, floating back to Earth.

We watch. Me, the man, the kids.

The man picks up the tissue fragment and puts it in the bin.

‘…. TO DO SOMETHING I SURE AS HELL EXPECT YOU TO DO IT!’

The tissue had apparently been so firmly lodged he was completely unaware of its existence. Totally in a flap and yet totally unflappable.

This is something I witnessed this week and wanted to share.

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