On his way home from work Norman noticed the gas tank on his car was a little under half. This was unusual as normally he filled it twice a week on Mondays and Thursdays and this meant the car was never below half.
So he stopped at one of his regular gas stations, the one close to home, and pulled in at pump number one. A large piece of paper taped to the pump explained that the card reader was out of order and that customers wishing to buy gas would need to prepay with cash at the counter.
Norman was both annoyed and delighted by this. Annoyed because it was yet another unforseen change to his plans for the evening. Delighted because situations like this were exactly why he always kept a crisp twenty dollar bill in his wallet. He proceeded inside the store.
There was no line and he went straight to the counter.
"I would like $20 on number..." He faltered. Reece's Cups were on sale two packages for only two dollars. They were his favorite and he decided to live a little.
"... make that $17 on number one and two Reese's." He wasn't sure how much the tax would be. The attendant gave him eighty-two cents back.
When he got home he decided to leave one pack in his cupboard for later. He set the other on his kitchen counter. He'd have it for dessert latter. Then he left to have his pre-work bathroom visit.
Norman hopped up on the counter and sniffed at the foreign object in his home. He batted it experimentally with his paw. It moved a little. Intrigued he batted it a bit harder. Then he batted it very much harder indeed. The packet shot off the table and slid under the refrigerator. The toilet flushed in the other room and Norman, startled, leapt from the counter completely forgetting the object.
Norman would not remember the Reese's until his drive to work the next morning. At which point he would shrug and focus on driving. Unable to recall if he had eaten them or not.
Submitted February 18, 2017 at 08:35AM by rillip http://ift.tt/2m6oBT8 lifeofnorman
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