“…Take any person, place, or event, and write three paragraphs describing your subject in great detail…”
The black BMW sedan accelerated through traffic, weaving from lane to lane, trying to seize any available space among the other cars on the road. At the last-minute the driver swerved into the right-hand curb lane, braking hard and screeching to a halt in front of a homeless man seated on the sidewalk. The driver ignored the red curb and the No Parking sign beside his car as he opened the driver’s side door and placed two Gucci-clad feet on the pavement while opening the door wider to exit the vehicle.
A passing Tractor-trailer sped by and ripped the door off the car, surprising the driver who screamed, “My Beemer, my Beemer, look what he did to my Beemer!”
The homeless man on the sidewalk jumped up, pointed at the hapless driver and yelled, “Look at your arm! Dude, look at your arm!”, at which time the driver screamed, “My Rolex! Where is my Rolex?”
I have to wonder, what did the homeless man see the other didn’t?
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The missing arm.
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That is what I thought just thought I would confirm
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Love it. Great details, and I like the ironic ending as well.
Nice job,
Bill
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Thanks, Bill. This my the year to try something new.
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