Ok Ok I keep finishing the little rectangular boxes of ranting & then coming back I will stop I swear. But I said I was going to make a story and I will. Ok...here it is:
Today, I was walking to an ATM machine, (if you know me & have spoken to me lately you'd know thats not true because I lost my damn card last week & had to cancel it but do that suspension of reality thing that I always do when life gets too tough to handle the truth) when I was accosted by a polar bear. The polar bear said he had his little polar bear cubs down the street in a port a potty and thats why they werent with him but that they hadnt eaten all day & the salmon supply at the Inner Harbor was scant this year. So I figured well he's coming up to me at an ATM machine because obviously he thinks I'm going to be getting money out and he wants to use it to buy fish.
I asked him, if I give you money are you going to use it to buy your cubs some food? The bear solemnly swore that it was his only intention. That he knew of a good seafood place right up the road & whatever I'd give him would go entirely to feed his young uns. So I said Alright I'll see what I can give.
I entered my pin # then I realized aw crap I dont know my pin #. Thats why I have to write everything down. So I started rifling through my purse, knwoing that I usually keep something in there to write on to remind myself where I'm going & why. Like a notepad or my ipod touch or the back of an envelope or my hand or wtvr.
Well I didnt see anything with my pin # or any reminder written down & I already left my cell phone AND ipod touch at my ex's house (that part is true) last week so all I could do was either guess another pin & risk having the machine eat my card or explain my pathetic situation to this poor, non-heroin addict polar bear & hope he wouldnt maul me to death.
(gotta finish this later)
Unknown "Sunny"
- 16 years, 9 months, 9 days ago