even though he promised his wife he won’t because he always gets too drunk. After many drinks he decided it’s time to go. He pays his tab and pushes himself off of the bar stool. He lands face first on the floor. So he pulled himself back up onto the bar stool. After a few minutes and a cup of coffee he thinks he’s ready for the short walk home. He pushes himself off the stool and once again finds himself face first on the floor. He thinks some fresh air will help so he crawls outside and pulls himself up on the light poll. He can see his front door a few houses down. He takes a couple deep breaths and he releases the pole and falls straight down to the sidewalk. Only a short crawl he thinks so arm over arm he pulls himself home. Gets to the porch, opens the door, crawls up the steps and into his room. He quietly gets into bed next to his wife without her waking up.
He wakes up to his not-so-happy wife’s face staring down at him in clear disapproval. She asks him, “did you have fun at the bar last night?” With resignation he answers, “yeah, but how did you know I was drinking at the bar?” She replies, “the bartender called this morning and said you left your wheelchair there again.”
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