Incident On Akard Street

It was just after dawn in an abandoned corner of downtown Dallas. I was in a mood. This dude is walking my way, wrapped up in his phone, well dressed, obviously secure in his place in the world.

I hated him.

As he obliviously passed by I suckered punched him in the stomach. Wholly unprepared, he crumpled like a wet piece of paper. Then I kicked him for good measure to make his downfall complete.

From his fetal position on the ground he managed to eek out, 'Why?? Why?"

"Because it's Tuesday!" I explained, walking away feeling much better knowing I was no longer alone in my feelings in this world.