Adam DW
Title: Metro
There was a time I had lost all faith in humanity, and believed our species as a whole to be beyond redemption. Arrested Development was cancelled, people were suffering in wars and poverty, and my sense of scale between tragedies was entirely out of whack.
But then something happened that changed everything. I was at the local Dominion, thinking about how soul crushing it was they had changed the name to Metro, when I saw a man juggling pumpkins right in front of the deli counter between two displays of limes. I stopped, cocked my head slightly to the side and with hands on hips I watched this modern day jester and thought how nice it was that the store would hire some seasonal entertainment for the kids.
As a smile begins to cross my face a stock clerk, eyes ablaze with fury, leaps over a basket of limes and tackles the juggler, knocking the pumpkins out of the air on his way down. One of the larger pumpkins flies five feet into the air and lands in the buggie of a demure middle aged woman, sending her cart careening into a table of pies. Pumpkin filling, whipped cream, and pie crust covered the floor like rice at a wedding.
Exclaiming something I won't soon repeat the woman stormed out of the store, her cart forgotten. The stock clerk meanwhile was firmly planting a knee into the juggler's kidneys, again and again with a rhythmic thud, something you could set your watch to. As I walked towards them I noticed something, and stepping over the juggler's outstretched hand I reached out with my own and grabbed what I knew I needed.
I walked out into the parking lot holding six perfect, delicious bagels in my hands and I knew that everything was going to be all right, everything was going to be good for people everywhere, and for me.
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