Working Days...

Sweat cleanses from the inside. It comes from places a shower will never reach.
-George Sheehan

Sometimes surprises come along when working outside. Several hours ago, I should have been outside working in a dilapidated barn throwing old things into a rusty dumpster. But, as I was moving around the barn to the epic music that I had forgotten existed on my magic-music-playing-device (it really was epic, I felt like I was in some kind of incredible movie, the wind whipping my hair and everyone in the theater watching and thinking ‘my gosh, he is so good at throwing away trash, I wish I could be as cool as him,’ plus there was a thunderstorm), I noticed movement...

The music swells as the hero's pulse begins to race, now he gets to scare away some evil beast before he can continue his cleaning escapades! The hero sneaks up to the moving critter as the music becomes increasingly intense. The theater audience thinks ‘What is he going to do!? Our hero is about to become even more awesome!’

Then, the hero jumps back and starts running away.

The evil beast was not an unsuspecting opossum like the hero thought. The evil beast was not a squirrel, or a mouse, or a large version of the many frogs found previously in the day.

The evil beast was a skunk.

The soundtrack changes to some kind of late 90’s attempt at hip hop. The hero quickly, but quietly runs to the other side of the barn and quivers behind a wall peeking at the small black and white striped animal through a knothole.

Transition. The film ends with a shot of the once cool hero, dripping from the rain, at a computer typing something on Tumblr. There goes the epic end to that movie.

Oh well…maybe the next one will be better.
-Matthias