Thursday, August 20, 2009
In the parking lot at my place of employment, I spied a couple mostly drunken bottles of Corona Extra occupying a single parking space.
How they got there was anyone's guess:
Their placement could have been the result of an after-work powwow between a couple co-workers. Or the remnants of a drunken spree. Or a lover's spat that went right enough they didn't need the beer anymore. Or it could have been just a convenient place for whoever left them to leave them, right there in the middle of the space.
Whatever the reason, the bottles were there, taking up space.
I wondered if they would still be there at the close of the day.
Sure enough, they had garnered enough respect to not only be left alone, but to have been given a wide berth around them.
Ain't that a kick?