06.02.08

Make like an atom and split.

I stole seven dollars from a little girl today.

Let me explain.

I had to clean out the drawer up at the hostess stand. The drawer also serves as a makeshift lost and found. There was a pair of Ray Bans, a Nationals cap,a Happy Meal toy, and a small plastic purse. The plastic was clear and I could see wadded up moneys inside.

I took the stuff with me back to the kitchen and asked one of the Scotts what I should do with it. "Trash it." he muttered, not looking up from his mail.

I placed all of the objects gently into the baseball hat and laid it carefully on top of the garbage, like Moses in the reeds.

Before I walked away, I looked over my shoulder to see if Scott was still there, but he'd already gone back into his office. I cracked the purse open slightly and pulled out the bills.

Later I counted the money. Seven bucks, an allowance I figure. I don't feel bad. We're in an economic crisis, kill or be killed, DOES NOBODY LISTEN TO THE RADIO? WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE.

ratherbored at 16:48

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