Running in Circles

February 7, 2012 at 12:34 pm (Cussed Dumbers)

Working a lot of hours can mess with you. Get up and work, go home and sleep. Going through the motions.

I have a co-worker whose first name is the same as my middle name. He is 64 years old, a stable, well-adjusted man. He does floors for a living at a high-rise up the street from the Waterfront store, and moonlights for Master P. He often stops by for a cuppa joe before his shift. Last night he came in like usual. What was unusual was his question:

“Look at me. Notice anything out of place?”

I scanned him from head to toe. “No. Is this some kind of trick question?”

Not easin' on down the road...

“You know how you get up and do things without really thinking? I did that this morning. Look at my feet.”

“Hah! I foresee nothing but left turns in your future…”

Not only was he wearing two different types of shoe; both were for the right foot.

“You could have gotten the same result by nailing one foot to the floor…”

“You’re not gonna let me hear the end of this, are ya?”

“Oh, sure I will.” I snapped a phone-pic. “Just as soon as I send this picture to all our co-workers…”