["I have something for you"]
I walked into a local coffee shop Saturday afternoon. two girls behind the counter looked at me funny. (no probs. I get that a lot). I looked down to see if my shirt was tucked in properly. it was. life is good, I thought. little did I know.
"here," said one, reaching toward the till. "I have something for you, Gord." she handed me a wrinkled paper bag.
["What did I do to deserve this?"]
I looked at the bag. I looked at the side counter. a big birdhouse was missing. sale!
only a few things in life make me feel better than turning rescued lumber into a birdhouse or getting handed a bag of money on a Saturday afternoon.
yup. I gotta get a life.
photos by gah
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