Once while working a route at my previous employer I jumped off the truck and approached the first can. I ripped the lid off the top to see placed neatly atop the trash, a bag containing water and a goldfish, still swimming mind you.
You know the kind, you make a ping pong ball land atop a saucer and you win the fish in the bowl below it?
I was baffled. what do you do? Stop and collect the fish and take it home? Risk being the new guy with a tear in his eye who pisses off his partner only to have the bag rupture in the front of the truck while finishing the route?
Memories came back of a fish my Mom and I had in the small standard plastic bowl (the kind you get with the fish at the pet store) that had gone forgotten for years behind the kitchen curtain. Only to discover amid our negligence the fucker had adapted/evolved to living on the algae and muck that had accumulated on the walls of the bowl. We then, feeling terrible, cleaned the bowl and the fish promptly died.
I couldn't imagine the scenario that would prompt someone to place the fish in the garbage can as opposed to flushing it down the toilet to fend for itself among the alligators, snakes and mermaids.
My guess was that the little guy/gal was asleep in the back seat when they got home from the fair and figuring that he/she would not remember daddy winning the prize they would later name and mourn, they placed the fish in the trash to fend for itself amongst the rats, maggots and bulldozers.
Imagine that...
Saturday, January 27, 2007
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Some scenarios:
Go Fish card game taken too literally
Piscine Hide-and-Go-Seek game gone terribly awry
PBS fish thwarted (by you) from its intent to make it to the river and spawn upriver with its kin
Simple absentmindedness by grandparent/parent/child
Fish in bag really really fucked up this time
Oops. There is something quite foul in the aquarium
Fish is ill. Other fish in the bag, a Hungarian prince, has gone off to find help. Unfortunately he has been arrested, and is desperately trying to get off the train before it is too late...
ha! that shit ^ is funny. i'm real glad you are keeping this blog. crazy fucking job.
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