Loser's Guide
Loser's Guide
Loser's Guide to Life
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
It was a dull weekday afternoon and I was alerted to the behaviour of the man next to me at the coffee bar. He tossed his drink bottle in the air, hiked himself up on the counter, then withdrew a few feet away to dance about silently; then he returned, squeezed a rice krispie square for freshness, discarded it, hummed a sort of "I am bored waiting" anthem, then opened his mouth wide as possible.
"Where's your mom?" I asked, getting him confused with a child who used to hang around the public library.
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