Feb. 5, 2019

The Soda Story

I was just out for my sunset walk and heard a hammering sound like broken glass coming from behind a truck accompanied by a voice...”Yeah, yeah, you like THAT? I’ll show you! Go ahead, make my day!”

I had no choice but to sneak around the truck and observe my elderly neighbor slamming a plastic soda bottle against a cinder block to break up the frozen soda, pour it out the small opening, so he could recycle it.

He never saw me. I walked away to the sound of, “Who’s your daddy? I’ll show YOU the meaning of discipline!”