The Twix Bar

I couldn’t sleep. I seldom do. I was hungry so I made some chicken salad and then a chicken salad sandwich. It was ok.

Ralphi is sitting with me. He’s a good ole boy. I love him so much. 

I was just thinking about the candy bar from the firehouse parking lot. On many days when I take a walk I take a Kroger bag with me and pick up litter along the way..  One day I noticed a Twix candy bar in the firehouse parking lot. I refused to pick it up. I wanted to see how long a group of grown men would let that thing lay there.

A dozen men walked by that Twix bar everyday, twice a day for over two months. Why couldn’t they pick it up? For fuc*s sake just pick it up!

Then a few days ago it was gone. Just like that it was gone.I was so disappointed. I liked looking down on the firehouse people (men) for being too lazy to pick it up..  And everyday that I’d see that Twix bar in the parking lot it would reinforce in me that I was right. I was smug in my rightness. So yes I was thinking about that candy bar and wondering who picked it up. I text my sisters and asked if they thought the people at the fire house would think me nuts if I called them and asked if any of them picked up that candy bar. I just have this need in my head to know. My youngest sister text back and said her husband said “Sandy those lazy bastards didn’t pick it up. A raccoon got it.” lol My other sister, who I had been updating on the candy bar said “I picked it up Sandy. I’m sorry. I couldn’t take it anymore.” She was joking. lol

My guess is that a female visitor picked it up or some kid walking by picked it up and ate it.

               The End